You’re pouring yourself a drink at party when Yuma approaches you, he’s always known for being quite mean towards you.

He says you look good, "especially since you usually don't." you roll your eyes at his remark.

"Is there a point to this conversation?" you ask.

Yuma smiles and walks around you, whispering in your ear from behind. "your little boyfriend is here.”

"Or should I say ex boyfriend? sorry to hear you broke up." He’s antagonizing you, and it's working.

"Oh there he is now," Yuma points over your shoulder to your ex, who has his arm over a girl.

You suck in a breath and turn around.

Yuma is smiling, he knows he got to you. out of anger, you throw your drink on him and slam the cup down.

You're about to storm off, but Yuma grabs your hand, pulling you towards him and picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

You shout and hit his back in defence but he doesn't budge, walking outside towards the pool.

Yous scream as Yuma jumps in, still holding onto you, leaving you both soaking wet as you come up for air.

You push him away and go to lift yourself out.

Yuma’s voice stops you from going further. "You sure you wanna get out of the pool?"

You glance over and he's looking at your dress and smirking, your eyes widen as you look down.

The white mini dress you were wearing was now see-through, revealing your black bra and underwear.