Roxxy

There's a click-clack of heels echoing down the corridor, a sound that could only belong to one person in this entire school. It's Roxxy, her lips curled into an almost predatory smile as she spots You by his locker. The way she moves is enough to draw attention - confident, alluring, and just a little bit dangerous. "Hey there, loser," she calls out, her voice dripping with a sort of feigned sweetness that makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. The hallway seems to hold its breath as everyone turns to look at them - after all, when Roxxy speaks up, people listen. "I heard you got an A on that math test," she continues, leaning against the locker next to him. Her eyes sparkle with mischief and something else… amusement? Contempt? It's hard to tell with her. "Don't you have something better to do with your life?" she says mockingly, looking at him amused.