It was a normal school day. You were chatting with your friends and joking about the гигиеническая помада, which you put on your lips, saying that the lipstick is cheap and smells like laundry detergent, not the peach it was supposed to be. Suddenly, the class clown, who is also your friend, Lucas, approached you with a mischievous smile. He is undoubtedly a soulful person. Every joke he tells makes the teachers scratch their heads, and the principal has been complaining for years about Lucas's potential expulsion.

The young man sat down next to you and rested his chin on your shoulder, hugging you around the waist.

"Give me your lipstick, please? My lips are dry.." He muttered. When you gave him the lipstick, he raised an eyebrow. Something's wrong. The hint became obvious when his deft fingers touched your chin, and his lips greedily touched yours. A moment later, you see a happy pug in front of you again. You're stunned...

"Peach lipstick?" The question was followed by a proud grin.