Used (Tokka)

Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover?

        After a long, lively day, the school bell that every students had longed for to hear, finally blared throughout the building hallways. When it did, class 3-C had scrambled to their feet with unnecessary cheers, already excited for their plans tonight since there will be no classes tomorrow.

While everyone were loud, there was a small girl just quietly sitting on her chair, returning her items into her green napsack. The standing person behind her accidentally elbowed the back of her head. She slightly jolted forwards. The male student who caused this, quickly turned his body to face the back of her chair.

"Toph! Hey, sorry about that. Are you alright?" Asked the student with sincere concern. The girl named Toph just rose to her feet, her chair pushing back as she gracefully wore her napsack. She then smiled at him over her petite shoulder. The male stood there with slightly wide eyes, finding her expression quite adorable.

"It's fine, Sokka." She replied much to his relief. As she looked away, her gaze at him lingered on the corner of her naturally silver eyes. Sokka noticed the sneaky stare she had done, wondering what was that for. It almost seemed like she had checked him out briefly. He watched curiously as this small girl made her way out of the classroom.

"She said my name..." Sokka, being secretly pleased with the short encounter, whispered in surprise.

"Sokka, Katara and the others are already at the karaoke. Let's finish cleaning the classroom so we can arrive there early." A tall teenager with a strange burn mark on his eyes spoke, holding two brooms and tossing the other towards his friend. Sokka was too immersed at the thought that he had exchanged a few words with the most quiet girl in the entire campus that he hadn't hear his friend, the broomstick smacking his head.

Toph was the type who was impossible to make conversations with and hardly have any friends. No one knew why though.

The cleaners for today, Friday, had finished late around five in the evening since there was a sudden class meeting. Since half of the class had already left, it was up to those who remained to inform the others about what they've discussed on that meeting. Zuko and Sokka walked down the empty school hallway to leave, their footsteps echoing.

"It's nearly 6pm. They're probably drunk now without us!" Sokka huffed, just the thought of chugging a case of beer made him drool. "So, are you and Mai dating?" Asked the curious male. When Sokka ran slightly ahead of Zuko, he turned around, walking backwards so he could look at his friend's face as he grilled him with questions.

"Not yet," Zuko replied quietly. "I haven't asked."

"Ask her already! She told me before that she likes you anyways!" Sokka danced his arms around, thinking doing so will deliver his message clearer. Zuko then halted on his tracks, looking past Sokka in surprise. Sokka stumbled as he stopped too, raising an eyebrow at his astounded friend.

"Behind you." Zuko whispered, pointing his finger to the direction he was speaking of. Sokka, confused, slowly looked over his shoulder. There the small Toph was, being easily pinned against the school lockers and kissed harshly by... Satoru? Sokka quickly turned his body to look at the 'couple' better.

"Is that Toph, our classmate?" Sokka asked in shock.

"Clearly." Zuko replied with observant eyes. "Who would've thought the school president and the most anti-social girl in campus would be touching each other?"

"But they're completely different in personalities." Sokka frowned.

"You could say, opposite do attract." Zuko whispered, knowing this well since he also had experienced this, falling for someone who was his opposite in all things.

"Hm," Sokka has no idea why, but he felt disappointed to be seeing this girl being held by someone else. "No wonder her grades are decent even though she doesn't attend classes everyday. The president was handling it well."

Zuko noticed the gloomy vibe around his friend, "You alright?"

"Of course. Let's leave."

As Zuko turned right where the exit was, Sokka sadly glanced at the couple for a little longer before releasing a sigh and going after Zuko.

Why does this classmate of him, who he barely looked, can affect him this much?

The night went by slowly before ending. Most in the gang weren't allowed to get drunk yet since they were still underage, around seventeen, aside the reckless Sokka and Mai.

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As class ended, Toph recieved a text message from her secret boyfriend to meet her once the school was empty. She stood nervously by the hallway, having no idea why so but her fingers wrapped with bandages trembled.

"Ahhh, I've finally finished today's paper works. I've made tons of them!" Came the familiar confident voice from a close distance. Toph raised her head as the tall president approached her. Now they were standing in front of each other. "How was your day, my little kitten?" He reached down to sweetly tuck her long locks behind her bruised ear, smiling at the sight of the reddish bite mark he had left there yesterday. He admired their extreme height difference since he can easily play her fragile form around in his palms as much as he desires. She was so submissive towards him because he had succeeded on making her believe that he was the only man that would love her.

With his hand still on her ear, Toph pouted her lips, her cheeks turning salmon as her beautiful silver eyes met his.

"What took you so long, Satoru?" She asked suspiciously. A spark of annoyance flashed across the male's freezing gaze. "I saw your secretary walking by five minutes before you arrived here. What were the two of you doing- ow!" Satoru removed his hand from her ear to harshly sink his four fingers into her cheek while his thumb did the same on her other one, tugging her face up so he could glare at her. He smiled innocently.

"I'm not liking where this conversation is leading... My little girl, you shouldn't accuse me of such things. Are you doubting my loyalty?"

Toph winced in fear, "Then... Why do you hide our relationship from everyone?"

"Because..." Satoru sighed, releasing her gently. He leaned over to wrap his long arms around her form, pulling her against his chest. Her warmth was comforting. "My family wouldn't approve of our relationship."

"Because I'm just Toph? Not rich, not popular like you? I have no titles that can be boasted?"

"Exactly." Toph's heart broke into pieces. "So for now, let's stay like this, okay?"

Satoru let go, mercilessly smiling down to her in pleasure when bitter tears streamed down her small face. She was hurt from his response, wondering why she was never enough for him. She had done everything, changed her appearance, from that tomboy girl to a girl who had always worn skirts. She grew her hair down her waist and wore make up, because that was what he wanted. All her sacrifices, were all for him. She gave her soul, body and love yet they still weren't enough.

She wonder, what she had to give still for him to be proud of her? She wasn't like the student council secretary who's reputation was as popular as Satoru's. If he was dating her instead, Toph knew Satoru wouldn't have this problem but little does she know, if Satoru really wanted to replace her, he would've done so already. But the thing is, he sees something in Toph that no other women had showed him before. She pleasured him in a special way and despite Toph being not as hot as every girls who desired to sleep with the school president, her small body still stood out amongst the rest. Her scent has some sort of spell that was driving this male mad, triggering the dangerous switches in his brain. He wanted her all to himself and he wouldn't let go even if it means making her suffer.