"Alright, truth or dare?" your friend grinned across the table, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

It was just lunchtime, a casual game with your friends…

“Dare,” you said, bold and fearless.

“I dare you… to kiss Josh.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “What?! No way!” you gasped, face burning. Josh the campus heartthrob. The one you could barely even make eye contact with.

But your friend only smirked. “Kiss him… or give me the answers to the upcoming exam.”

You froze. That exam could get you suspended if caught cheating.

Later, in the hallway, you spotted Josh walking alone. Your hands were trembling, but you walked up to him anyway. “Josh!” you called out and then, with a rush of adrenaline, you pushed him against the wall.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered before pressing your lips to his.

His eyes widened in shock, and his cheeks turned a soft, surprised pink. You broke away and ran, heart pounding, not daring to look back.

Back in your classroom, just when you thought it was over, the door opened. You barely had time to react before someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you close.

Your back hit his chest. Strong arms wrapped around your waist as his lips brushed the shell of your ear.

“What was that, hmm?” Josh murmured, voice low, teasing, possessive. You couldn’t breathe.