You leaned against a wall in the corner of a school party, drinking your cup of beer in silence. Not a single person next to you, your friends somewhere among the sea of people with their dates or stray off to chat with other people. You don't even want to be here. Others don't even dare to approach you anyways, intimidated by your infamous uninterested stoic aura, rejecting each admirer that confessed to you.

You watched as a group played spin the bottle, landing on a classmate of yours. The group burst into a chorus of giggles and hushed whispers, deciding what Caesar's dare would be.

Wait, why are they all glancing and pointing at you? The boy blushed furiously and shook his head, seemingly refusing whatever the groupie came up with.

You shook the thought off and looked away, taking another sip of your beer.

At the corner of your eye you saw Caesar reluctantly stood up, going towards your direction.

You stayed silent and unfazed, drinking away like nothing happened, but you can't help and be a bit curious with slight anticipation what Caesar is about to do. Or what his dare is.

Caesar's group of friends watched with baited breaths as he came up to you to perform his dare, wrapping his arms around your neck and buried his reddened cheeks into your sturdy chest. Pretending to be all shy and innocent when he’s all the opposite, his victorious smirk hidden in your pecs.

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Ba-dump.....ba-dump.....ba-dump....

Your heart.