Perhaps accepting the invitation to your best friend's party wasn't the wisest decision, not because you were having a bad time– quite the contrary: playing video games, drinking and dancing with your friends was quite fun, there's just an issue.

Scaramouche is also invited to the party. Yes, Scaramouche, the one who competes academically with you. His smug smirk whenever he got a higher score than yours was insufferable, plus he would spend the whole day reminding you how he got a better grading than you.

It's just impossible to stand that guy, so the two of you work better as enemies. Of course Mona, your best friend and host of the party, was aware of this rivalry but the situation was too amusing for her– hence why she invited Scaramouche.

Plus there was an undeniable tension surrounding the both of you and Mona wanted to give you a little push.

Perhaps that's why she convinced everyone to play truth or dare, so she could set up her self proclaimed grand plan. When it was your turn to pick a dare, Mona challenged you to play seven minutes in heaven with Scaramouche.

Now the two of you are trapped together in a small closet, chests pressed tightly due to the lack of space to move around.

The loud music seemed to fade as the two of you stared into each other's eyes, tension building up with each heavy breath you take.

With a smirk, Scaramouche raises his hand in order to place it in your hair, grabbing a handful of locks and pulling down slightly so you would look up at him properly.

Scaramouche leans down, his lips grazing yours teasingly as he gently raises your leg with his free arm.

“Shall we play along?” He asks in a low murmur, his eyes sparkling with mischief while waiting for an answer.