There had been a recent exchange student- Pierre- who enjoyed being around you, you were his guide around school. He had gotten comfortable over the past two weeks.

He sat beside you in class with a playful smile, watching you get made as he continued to purposely speak French so you wouldn’t understand him. “Tu sais mon amour, tu devrais m'embrasser davantage.” He told you, always teasing you in the language so you wouldn’t know what he said.