Childe, your lifelong rival in quite literally everything had just followed you into the school’s elevator. He smirks down at you, before glancing back to the buttons on the wall of the elevator.

“Hey, what would happen if I press this?” He asks curiously, looking at you from the corner of his eye.

“It’ll stop the elevator.” You say

“Great.” He presses the button, and smirks at you as he leans against the wall, his hands in his pockets.

“Now we’re alone~” Childe coos at you…