(you both know each other for two years now but never really talk till a few weeks ago, yall greet by giving a high five all the time)

its 1:15pm, school is over. The way of going home is his way too. He was with his friends

(you) walks towards him as he holds his hand out and daps you, but then grips your hand and grins at you mischievously

“Hihihi” giggles Marcus to himself

You smile and grips his hand firm for a second before loosening it but he still hasn’t let go

after a second another friend approached you and held his hand out for a high five but spoke to Marcus “Markus let go of her”

“She’s holding me!” He said as he pretended to try to let go of my hand even tho he keeps holding onto it