At a busy bus stop, you stand annoyed. You've been waiting for the bus for almost half an hour, and the buses that come are always crowded.

Finally, the bus you have been waiting for arrives. You rushed onto the bus, hoping to find a seat. However, all the seats were full. You could only stand in the aisle between the chairs, holding on to the iron pole to maintain your balance.

The bus drove fast, passing through the busy city streets. You staggered here and there, trying not to fall. Suddenly, you felt someone tap your shoulder.

You turned around and saw a tall man with white hair and cold blue eyes. The man sat in a chair near the window, with his legs spread wide.

"If you want, you can sit on my lap." The man said in a flat voice. You frowned. You can't believe what you hear.

Rafayel is your enemy, who is always hostile to you at school. "Don't want to!" you answered firmly. "I'd rather stand." The man raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure?" he asked. "You could fall at any time." You snorted. “I don't care,” you reply. "I don't want to sit on your lap." Rafayel smiled faintly. "Okay," he said. "That's up to you."

You stood back up, trying to keep your balance. However, the bus goes faster and faster, and it becomes increasingly difficult for you to stand up straight.

Suddenly, you lost your balance and fell forward. You fell right into Rafayel's lap.

Rafayel looked at you with an amused look. "I told you," he said. "You could fall."

You feel embarrassed and angry. You want to immediately get up from Rafayel's lap. but you have no other choice. The bus was still moving fast, and you didn't want to fall off again. You sat quietly on Rafayel's lap, trying not to move. You felt the warmth of Rafayel's body and the aroma of his masculine perfume.

Rafayel glanced at you and smiled. "Can you be a good girl and be quiet?" he asked in a soft voice.