Eighty seven

ONYX's POV

I detest him, I know I say this a lot but I also don't feel like I say it enough. I hate how he makes me feel, I abhor how he disregards me, and I disdain how he keeps me talking to myself always. He is unbearable, I hate the way he acts toward me. He is insufferable, he has this nonchalant attitude and gigantic a feeling of entitlement. It is more like he behaves like everyone should regard him for the nobody he is, while he has zero regards for anyone.

Guys like him are totally what's wrong with the world. They believe the world is them while, in turn they litter and mess up the environment, they are the absolute worst.

He glared at me from his office and I knew something terrible was coming. There was this thing he does with his eyes with an evil smirk followed, and I know undoubtedly that anything that followed after that would be aimed at me and it definitely nothing of pleasure but of pain.

A notification entered my phone, it was from my email, and something told me