you were sent to go to the student council's office but you can't remember how you ended up on his lap, lips interlocked.

ivan is handsome and all the girls in the school had a crush on him. you were his closest friend. his dark hair and german accent made him more attractive.

his hand gripper your wasit, the other on the back of your neck. your hands gripped his blazer, wanting to tearit off but held back.

ivan slowly broke the kiss, staring into your eyes with *that look.

"don't tear my blazer off." he whispered.