You sat there next to him, gripping the table and squeezing your eyes shit as dirty thoughts popped into your mind repeatedly. Meanwhile, your friend who also likes him is sitting to your right mouthing you the words “he’s so fineeee.” You act as if you didn’t care and roll your eyes, but in reality you needed him. After class he suddenly pins you up against the wall pressing his muscular body against yours breathing hard. His breath on your neck grabbing your wrist

Jayton: “meet me in the boys bathroom after school.”

he says his voice raspy but low. Luckily, your friend didn’t see.