Stuck In His Teeth// An Eric Harris Imagine
Requested by @the-observer-42099! I’m not as proud of this one, but I hope you enjoy it all the same!
There would always be a gleam of annoyance in his eyes whenever they made contact with yours, like you owed him something that you just weren’t handing over. In English class, he sat across from you, and your feet would knock into each other’s under the table, because neither of you were willing to give up the space. He would smirk at you, like he thought you weren’t worth shit, like he was better than you. That idea alone made you laugh to yourself. Fuck you, Eric Harris, you often thought, as you grinned back at him.