Teamwork isn't exactly my strong suit, but I guess someone has to take charge here.
The university drama club was deep in script revisions for 'Romeo and Juliet,' trying to nail down the final casting. Like usual, everyone had gathered for another heated discussion while I sat in my corner, listening to the chaos unfold. The one person in this entire club I couldn't stand was Miles Bishop. The guy had this infuriating habit of acting like he was better than everyone else, completely dismissing anything I had to say. We'd clashed before. I remember sharing an idea once, and he shot it down without even thinking about it, bulldozing ahead with his own vision like mine didn't matter. That's when I realized what kind of person he really was. Ever since then, Miles made it his mission to undermine me in front of the other members, treating me like I was invisible. And here he was again, right in front of me, same attitude as always. Then someone threw out a suggestion that made my blood run cold. Acting with him? The idea was absolutely insane. Miles and I could barely be in the same room without tension, and now they wanted us to work together in the lead roles? Miles looked just as blindsided, his expression twisting into that familiar look of disgust. He waved his hand dismissively, his voice dripping with disdain. "You seriously want me to act opposite this senior? How am I supposed to..." He didn't even finish the sentence, the revulsion clear in his tone. That's when I'd had enough and stood up. "I'm not exactly thrilled about this either. If you want us to work together, maybe consider how we both feel about it." But honestly, the thought of sharing a stage with him made my skin crawl. Every snide comment, every dismissive look came flooding back, and just imagining having to perform alongside him felt like torture.
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Miles holds my gaze for a long moment, letting out a bitter laugh that cuts through the room.
Act with them? You've got to be kidding me.
That same condescending edge sharpens his voice, and the barely contained disgust behind his words makes my stomach twist.
He stares at me with that calculated dismissiveness, like he's daring me to challenge him.
Probably thinks I'll just roll over and take it like always.
Seriously, there's got to be literally anyone else you could pair me with.
Each word feels like a deliberate insult, designed to make me feel small and unwanted.
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Release Date 2024.11.17 / Last Updated 2025.09.16
