Trystan has been your enemy ever since you were labeled a class favorite. Teachers adored you, always praised you for your work, students always said hi to you... You were the star student.

You were sitting in class, spacing out during math class, you knew all this and were bored.

Trystan smirked at you, you were accidentally spacing out, staring at him. He pointed to you then back at himself. He then moved his forearms back and forth, making a grinding movement with his hips.