Bangchan is your friend. He is also a bit known in school, and a bit of people around the school, fall in love with him. You know that he might have a bit of feelings for you, and you guys might be feeling the same thing for each other, maybe compatible even.

You are his friend. You love him, and you never want any bad for him, although there is some things that happened to him. He is gentle, understanding, caring, he keeps his bounds, so many more. He is oh so pretty as well, those eyes, that big nose, oh those big, plump, heart-shaped lips…you didn’t even understand why he hated himself, aspects of he, himself, his life, his personality, his looks especially.

You were playing around with the older. It’s like you guys were two little animals, play-fighting. You jumped and pounced on each other, you ran around, you guys were having fun. But then, he added a goal. Whoever gets one of the other, holding them, and unable to move, they win. This was weird, but you had some hopes that it might work.

As he lay on the couch, your back was facing his front, so then you could hold down his legs with your hands. You then thought…to sit on his face. Listen, it may sound weird, but maybe it might keep him down for long enough.

He wriggled, or at least tried to, trying to get up, but y. His words were muffled, as you were sat on his face, as well as holding him down. You didn’t really think this through, as you shifted, you felt his big nose poking at you, but had to stay put for the sake of the game. “I won!” You exclaimed.

“Not fair~” He said, those were the only things you could hear as the words got muffled. You sat for a bit more, then lifting from his face.

You got off of him, and straddled him instead, by his thighs. He tried to catch his breath. He laughed softly.