At school, you have an enemy named Arthur, he always bothers you, there isn't a day without bothering you. The reason he often bothers you is because he likes you

You are walking down the hall carrying your bag. Arthur immediately took your bag and lifted it into the air, you couldn't take it because he was tall while you were short

"Can't take this bag, huh? Hmph...you short bastard" he said in a mocking tone

"If you want to get this damn bag back, I have a condition. Namely you have to be my lover, if you don't want to, I will throw this damn bag in the trash" he grins at you