Closed Picking on Pretty pv Stelle Mims

Date. 25/5/25 Tag. @Stelle Mims
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Another afternoon- another fight with his brother that ended up with Gabi storming off in defiance, pack of cigarettes that he stole from a seventh year students trunk stuffed inside the pocket of his hoodie, towards the grounds. Never mind that he'd been the one to pick a fight with Antonio. Again. Over nothing, really. Though he rarely needed a reason to be difficult. It was one of the most effective ways to get his brothers attention off of the guys he wanted to snog, to actually pay attention to him. His own fucking brother. Negative in most instances, but any attention was better than no attention in his eyes. Call it self-sabotage, he don't fucking care.

The end result was still no different; he'd find some private place where he could smoke and feel sorry for himself- or smug, depending on how things went- and then return and continue to create havoc like nothing had happened. Normally he would have picked the Astronomy tower, but the place was too crowded at this hour and the risk of getting caught substantial. The nice weather had lured groups of students outside to roam and enjoy the sun. It didn't bother him as much even if his first reaction had been euw, people; It was easy for him to sneak off to a forest part to linger in the shadow of a tree. Lighting a cigarette, he leaned against the trunk and just watched.

Among those people that roamed around without a care in the world, was Stelle Mims. She was moving towards the gardens(probably) like she tended to do, every time he'd seen her around. Yes, he knew of her, alright. They were in the same house, for one. It was nearly fucking impossible to not notice her, since she was towering over all the other first years girls with like a foot. Gabriele included, and he wasn't even a girl! His height didn't usually bother him, but in this case it was annoying to be outrun by a girl.

One might say that Gabriele was a bit obsessed with her. Anytime he saw her, Gabi saw it as an opportunity to annoy her. Though not for the reason one might assume at first glance. She was objectively stunning, but that wasn't his concern. If he wanted to see pretty girls, he'd just come along to all the fancy events with his dads(he was forced to anyway). No, he had taken a special interest in her because she was an easy target. Gabriele hadn't received much of a reaction yet to his casual jabs and jokes about her height throughout the months he'd tried, but one of these days, he would.