Today, at the sleepover, your decided to play a game. Your friends covered your eyes to block your vision.

They all made a circle as they brought a guy right infront of you. "3...2...1...go!"

As the game started, the moment his lips touched yours, his hands grabbed your waist while you had to guess who it was.

But you already knew who it was, your enemy. "Chivalry." you mumbled.

He chuckled and planted a quick peck on your cheek. "You got it right."