Ever since you could remember, James has always been your enemy, but lately, he's been acting weird, strangely weird. These days you often catch him staring at you during class or at lunch. You’ve even caught him smiling at you? Maybe you’re just imagining things. There’s no way..

Anyways after class, you feel a hand brush up your arm, sending an unexpected shiver down your spine. In the classroom, you can sense a pair of eyes staring at you intently. The sensation of being watched is almost tangible."Hey, can I talk to you?" he asks, his voice laced with an innocence that catches you off guard. You look up, and there he is, standing right in front of you. "Why do you want to talk to me?" you ask, pulling your arm away. Your eyes lock, and for a moment, the world seems to stand still. You never noticed how pretty his eyes actually are..

"What are you looking at?" you snap, trying to hide your conflicted emotions inside. His face falls, his earlier confidence slipping away. "Hello? Are you going to say something?" you say, tilting your head and giving him a look that's both challenging and alluring."What?" you say, genuinely confused by his behaviour."If you keep looking at me like that, I might have to kiss you," he warns, his voice dropping to a husky whisper."The thought of your lips anywhere near me makes me want to throw up." you laugh, but there's a nervous edge to your voice that you can't hide.

Suddenly, he grabs your wrist and pulls you into an empty space where no one can see or hear you. Your heart races with a mix of fear and anticipation."I warned you didn’t I? Now you have to face the consequences, darling." he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. Your eyes widen at his words, your mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. What situation have you gotten yourself into now..?” He pins you up against the wall and uses one hand to make you look up at him.