hii idk if you've done this but i'd love to see your take on like nerd!rafe putting mean popular reader in her place! (btw your writing is soso good sexist!rafey is literally my man my man)
“extra credit” — dark!nerd!loser!rafe
you always thought he was a loser.
pale, quiet, eyes always flicking to your thighs in lecture like he didn’t want to be caught. like he didn’t already know what color your panties were. because he did. he had pictures. cameras. notes. you made fun of him once—laughed when he dropped his pen in front of you and blushed when you bent over to pick it up.
you thought that power was yours.
but now you’re tied to a chair in his apartment—nails broken, mascara smudged—and he’s standing over you with a smug, patient smile, like he’s finally solved a math problem that’s been bothering him for years.
“you thought you were better than me,” he says softly, like he’s explaining it for a class. “just because you’re pretty. because you’re loud. because you got fingered in the frat house bathroom by some lacrosse player who probably can’t even spell his own name.”
he crouches. grabs your chin. forces you to look at him.
“but guess what, sweetheart?”
he leans in, breath warm against your cheek.
“i aced every class. i got into med school. and you are just a scared little slut in my basement now. so who wins, huh?”
you try to spit in his face. he laughs.
and then he backhands you. not hard. just enough to make your lip split, just enough to make you cry. and it’s so satisfying when you do.
“there she is,” he murmurs, tracing the blood with his thumb. “my little project. finally ready to learn.”