macar. Macar was a classmate of you since the seventh grade. You were both twelve, and you immediately had something in between you two. You assumed it was anger for a long, long time.

until, you had an... arrangement. A few weeks ago. Basically enemies with benefits. But both you and him, could not ever go for another person. without consent.

you were in class, wearing a hoodie to hide the fang and bite marks. then you felt something on your back. He threw a paper... again.

you looked back at him, he was grinning. He pointed at you, then himself, and making a grinding move. You rolled your eyes.