You’re best friends with the school womaniser.

God knows how you two became friends in the first place. Maybe it was the universe’s way of telling you that you weren’t as much of a loser as you thought.

Oliver Aiku. The notorious womaniser. Every girl he dated got cheated on, and every girl he cheated with got dumped eventually. For you, Oliver was the reason why the lesbian rate in the school was going up. And ever since you became friends with him, you could see exactly why.

Despite his reputation however, he never treated you like one of his side chicks. He treated you as a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. And that was exactly the way you liked it.

“Yo, ugly!”

He calls out, jogging languidly towards you in the halls and shoving your head forward playfully with his calloused hand, messing up your hair. “Ugly” was a nickname he had picked up for you at some point during your friendship and over time, you got used to it.