The Quiet Guy. Quiet, loner, dark, mysterious. The complete opposite of you, the popular person in class.

It was break time and the class was kinda just hanging out and playing silky little games till you dare the quiet guy.

"100 pushups and after each pushups you say my name." You said with a small grin as your friends chuckle.

"Fine." He walks up to you and looks down at you.

"But on one condition." He tips your head up.

"Lie beneath me while i do them."