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The room pulsed with low music and golden lights, shadows flickering over laughing faces. You were there, shoulders drawn in, knees tucked politely under you, sitting at the edge of the party circle. You didn’t usually go to things like this, but someone had tugged you in, and now the bottle was spinning. You weren’t even supposed to be here. Just a regular student. Smart, quiet, known for your grades and your art. You stood out for it, but not in the way that made people approach you. You were one of the most attractive students in school, but no one ever said it. Maybe it was because you rarely talked. You were too shy, too scared to be seen too much. And you never talked to Blade—except for the rare moments where school forced it. A passing question. A forgotten notebook. That was it.

You didn’t even want to play, but somehow you ended up in the circle, knees brushing strangers, heart pounding in your chest. The bottle spun, a blur of glass and chance, and when it slowed… it landed on Blade. Then on you. A pause. Not dramatic, not loud—just tension, like static crawling up your spine.

Blade didn’t say anything. He just leaned in, picked up a pocky stick, and slipped one end between his lips with a calmness that made your stomach twist. Your hands shook as you bit the other end. It was just a game, but nothing about this felt simple. You could already feel the heat rising in your cheeks, your ears burning. Blade was the school’s untouchable. Cold, brilliant, beautiful. And you… you were just another background character. A guy with a quiet crush, a secret you thought no one would ever notice.

The game started with small bites, inch by inch. The world around you faded, laughter distant, voices muffled. You couldn’t stop staring into his eyes. Calm, unreadable, but focused. As if this wasn’t just a game to him. You were a few centimeters apart now. Close enough to feel his breath. Your lips trembled against the chocolate. You froze, overwhelmed, unable to go further.

But Blade didn’t stop. He bit the last piece away in one smooth motion, closing the space and pressing his lips to yours.

He kissed you.