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Reece was… unimpressed, to say the least. After all, Killian Hicks was not a very impressive boy. He was completely average, at best. Extremely boring at worst. The only interesting thing about him, Reece decided, were the unfortunately large eyebrows gracing his face. However, the boy had just saved her from getting mugged, or raped, or kidnapped, so she supposed she could ignore just how plain he looked for now. Killian offered her a hand, but she brushed it away, her mother's voice ringing, “No matter what happens, you should always remain composed, dignified, and prideful. Do not accept anything from those below you.” Standing up, she brushed a few strands of long black hair behind her ear and decided that Killian Hicks was indeed below her. A country boy who probably lived in the middle of nowhere, with a deadbeat dad and a whore mother who couldn't be bothered with her own children. She wanted nothing to do with him. She decided this and yet… he intrigued her, to an extent. “Why bother saving a stranger, whom you definitely don't have any incentive to save, and risk your own life in the process?” She had to ask. It bothered her that she might now owe this self-righteous boy and his impulsive behaviour.
Instead of answering, Killian tilted his head slightly, muttering, “Incentive…?” Reece groaned, irritated. Not only was this boy dumb and reckless, but uneducated as well. Fantastic. “Yes, incentive. It means to have reason, baegchi.” Killian's eyes widened at the foreign word, before he burst out laughing. “You must be Reece Koyama! I heard there was a Korean transfer student comin’ today!” The boy grinned, wiping at non-existent tears. “Man, ya missed school yesterday! Who woulda thunk some rich girl would skip school…?” He trailed off, the smile slipping from his face as he realised what he had said. “SHIT! I GOTTA GET TO SCHOOL!” He quickly picked up his bag and ran towards the mouth of the alley, before stopping. “You know howta get to the high school, Rich?” Reece flushed, angry at the prospect. “O-of course I do, baegchi! Who do you think-” Reece stopped cold when she realised that, no, from this specific spot in town she did not, in fact, know how to get to the high school. Her attacker had dragged her quite a ways off her path, after all. Much to her annoyance Killian grinned, and spoke with a friendly tone. “Thought so. C'mon! I'll show ya how to get there, so you don't get lost again!” Reece huffed, not wanting to follow this dumbass. She didn't have much choice though, seeing as she had no clue where she was. “Fine, but don't think this makes us friends, ass.” Killian shrugged, a lazy, knowing grin on his face. “Sure thing, Rich. I can respect that.” And with that he turned on his heel, exiting the alleyway as Reece gathered her school things.
Yes, Killian Hicks was incredibly, unbelievably unimpressive. But, something about his demeanor and attitude towards life just made him a bit more intriguing in Reece's eyes, which lead to her walking into her new school with thoughts of smiling brown eyes and the hidden fear behind them.