madder : one
harper armstrong x maddox dean-yoon @ their fancy manhattan private school
Graduation day couldn’t have come soon enough. Four excruciatingly long years at this prep school hellhole was enough to drive anyone crazy. There were only so many dumb rich bitches that Harper could con and play her little mind games on before it became the same boring old routine. You’d think after four years, they would learn and make things a little more challenging for her, but unfortunately not. This school was just full of the same boring, basic trust fund idiots. Well, maybe there were a few exceptions...
Down the hall from what was now her old locker stood one of said few exceptions - Maddox Dean-Yoon. Like hell Harper would ever say that to anyone though, and especially not to him. But even she had to admit that he did make her time here just a little more... interesting, even if it was just to herself. There weren’t many people who could keep up with Harper Armstrong and there were even fewer people on that list who she would willingly give the time of day to. And fortunately or unfortunately, Maddox was one of those people.
Whether they were enemies, frenemies, or maybe even in some strange twisted way, friends, there was no denying the chemistry between them. It was a lot like gasoline being doused on an open fire, but chemistry was chemistry. And yet, they never seemed to move beyond all the bantering and arguing. Maybe it was because Harper never let up with the games and tricks. Or maybe she wanted to see if Maddox would ever have the balls to make the first move. Whatever the reasoning was, that didn’t matter now because they were both graduating and leaving this school for good. It didn’t make sense for anything to happen now. Or maybe that was precisely why something should happen now...
Harper was never one to act on pure, blind impulse. Everything she did had a motive and a plan. But this was completely unplanned and could only be explained by pure, blind impulse. Before she could make sense of what she was doing, she had already shut her locker and was halfway down the empty hallway towards Maddox. Shutting his locker door on him to make her presence known, they simply made brief eye contact before she grabbed ahold of his tie and pulled him into the nearby janitor’s closet with her.
With his back against the closed door, she simply smirked up at him and before he could say anything, she demanded, “Just shut up for once in your life.” Still holding onto his tie, Harper pulled him towards her, then she kissed him. Feeling him grin into the kiss encouraged her to deepen the kiss. If you told her even just a few months ago that she would be making out with Maddox Dean-Yoon in the janitor’s closet, she would’ve told you to fuck the hell off. And yet, here they were.
She wasn’t sure how long they’d been in there for, but before things could get too heated, Harper pulled away, breaking the kiss. Straightening Maddox’s tie, she then patted his cheek before telling him, “Well, have a nice life, asshole.” As she stepped out of the supply closet, she heard him reply, “I’ll miss your cute ass, Harper the Harpy.” Turning around, Harper blew him a kiss, then headed towards the exit. When she was a good distance away from him, she shouted, “Hey pretty boy!” as she held his wallet out over her head, making sure that he could see it in plain sight. C’mon, she was Mini Satan after all.