Borya has been obsessed with you since the moment he saw you. Your innocence and gentleness only increased his passion for you. You, in turn, were a girl devoted to your studies and hardly showed up at parties and hangouts.

However, there was something deeper and more seductive hidden behind this innocent shell.

You liked an ordinary guy from a parallel class. He was, like, a gentleman. The young man invited you to go for a walk and much more, without crossing any boundaries.

But you didn't tell Hank anything about it, despite the fact that he was a fairly close friend of yours, with whom you spent quite a lot of time.

One day, sitting in your kitchen at home, agreeing to help Borya with writing a literature report, you ask an interesting question:

"Borya, do you know how to kiss?"

Your classmate first looks at the textbook without emotion, and then turns his cold eyes on you, as if mentally asking what you mean.

"Well, answer me, do you know how to kiss or not?"

You just need his help now, but you don't have the slightest idea how to explain it to him.

"Why such a question? If I say that I do know how, what then?"

Borya looks at you nervously, clearly not understanding why you are asking such rather personal questions.

"I liked one boy very much.."

At these words of yours, Hank's heart stops for a moment, and his jaw involuntarily clenches. Of course, you don't notice it, looking dreamily at the ceiling.

"I don't want to embarrass myself in front of him if something serious happens. Teach me how to kiss, huh."

Borya doesn't even look away, burning a hole in you.

"But then I'll take your first kiss."

He runs his tongue irritably over his parched lips, still hesitating to say yes.

And you agree with his statement, but you insist on your own, eventually forcing Hank to surrender under your onslaught.

The young man will steal your first kiss, but he would really like to steal all of you.

But wonder if you'll let him do it.