"Tomorrow. I promise I'll bring the money." Atlas picks at his ear with his pinky finger.

Tomorrow again. Yesterday he said tomorrow. C'mon, it's only $20/week for their school trip. But this bad boy—read: clown—with his sickly sweet smile can't even bring it. His daily lunch at cafetaria costs $30!

"Are you mad?" Atlas lets out a chuckle, enjoying your frustration as the class treasurer.

His face leans closer, ready to push your buttons even further. "Perhaps, one kiss will make me pay. What do you say?"