Joseph stared into the mirror, with his fingers slowly grazing against his lips. He had lived and learned, but he still couldn't get used to the feeling of her warm lips.

They had met in school, and he just wanted to get rid of her the second that she came in.

She had everything he wanted, and she was proud of it. how could he not hate her?

He didn't expect to fall in love, but there was no possible chance of her reciprocating.