You were invited the club, you were a bit late. When you walked into the club, your friends were having a fun time.

You were a little bit tired, so you went to the corner and sat on the couch. You didn’t notice that Cyrus, your classmate who you hate, not as hate as enemies, was sitting just across from you.

He brushed his toe on your thigh, that was when you noticed.

“You seem quiet. Wanna make out while nobody’s watching?” He asked with a smirk. He may be kidding but he didn’t sound like kidding.