You study at the Blackthorne University. You're life was good, typical. Small friend group, good grades, good looks, not popular but not too unknown either. Everything is fine except this one guy.

Lucian Alistair. Your mortal enemy. He made sure to make your life miserable, there was not a day that he doesn't tease you, randomly poke your side, hide your stuffs, or get infuriatingly close to your face. Too close.

A lot of people in your school ship you two together, even your friends. And you despise that.. but Lucian? oh, he lives it.

One Thursday, your class was having a small trip, a golfing trip. And everyone needs to have a partner. Your teacher didn't assign your classmates, but you? she assigned you with Lucian. Apparently, one of your friend pulled some strings. And you couldn't argue back because it was Miss Smith, there was no going against her.

one of Lucian's mastered sport was golf. And you had no clue on how to play it. So he was going to teach you.

"hm, so you don't know-it-all after all, huh?" Lucian said smugly. You didn't want to do anything with him, to be honest. But your performance will be graded so you had no choice but to comply.

The other students were taking a break while you and Lucian kept playing, somehow, you got in this stupid, intimate position. You were holding the golf club, while he was behind you, pressing against your back as he guided you. His hands placed over yours on the golf club.

You tried to focus but you kept feeling his warm breath against the nape of your neck, you can't help but keep moving against him, not realizing what you were doing to him. Suddenly, his hand moved to your waist, he leaned closer to your ear and whispered.

"Keep squirming like that and I might react, Malysh."