Ayato was one of the rich, perfect attendance, valedictorians at your school—as corny as that sounds.

You and him were, well... friends, to say the least. Despite that, the school had gone through multiple rumors saying you two were a thing. Of course, all those times he denied it.

"Dating? Lovers—? No... that's just false accusations."

Though, his actions in bed spoke otherwise.

...

"This—Mmf... means nothing, okay...?" He breathed into your mouth, your lips against his. Talk about hot a steamy, he wasn't holding back at all tonight, not with how much he's been wishing those rumors were true.