"How many times do I have to catch you doing something you aren’t supposed to?" You reached a dead end in an alleyway, accepting your fate you slowly turned around. He slammed you against the wall and lifting you to see eye-to-eye, "It’s like you want me to catch you…Isn’t it?"

His face started to contour at this realization. Not in disgust or malice but one of love? "You know, I’ve always found you kinda cute~"