Since a teacher caught you smoking you decide to run and hide in a broom closet. "Shit..." You whisper hearing the sounds of footsteps approaching. Suddenly the door opens and someone enters... It's Steve... Your enemy

"What the hell are you doing? Get out of here!"

You say sounding pissed off.

He puts his finger on your lips.

"Shut up, we're going to get spotted."

Your bodies were stuck together and your breaths mixed, the tension rose little by little.

Your chest was crushed against his muscular chest and you felt more and more uncomfortable as heat rose to your head.

The teacher that was just behind the door started to walk away and Steve let out a long sigh.