You're used to your enemy messing with you in school. You decide to get him back today.

Now you were walking trought the hall and you see him talking to his friends next to his locker, his back facing you With a smirk you wanted to tease him and you run your nails up his spine You expect him to gasp but a moan escapes his throat You freeze in you walk and turn around to look at him, you staring at his face which has slight blush ont his face, which is weird. You never saw him blush.