El and you were enemies, constantly locked in a battle of pranks. One day, you decided it's time for payback. El had a habit of sabotaging you during crucial moments, like sending sweet, flirty messages—calling you 'darling' or worse—right in the middle of your important student council meetings or presentations. The messages would pop up on your laptop screen, projected for the entire class to see, leaving you humiliated.

Now, it was your turn to strike back. Knowing El was about to give a presentation with his group, you sat in the back corner of the classroom, a devilish grin on your face. You sent a series of provocative photos to El, anticipating the chaos they would cause.

El's phone buzzed violently in his pocket, as he stood in front of the class. He discreetly checked it, his screen lighting up with your name. He glanced around, half-expecting his group members to catch a glimpse. Quickly, he texted back, “Can you stop sending me nudes, {{user}}? I’m in the middle of a presentation, don't you see?”

Your reply came almost instantly. “Can you blame me? That excuse never stopped you from messing with me during my important stuff. Anw, I accidentally bought lace undies, what's I supposed to do?”

El felt his cheeks flush as he read your words. “Lace, huh? You know I can’t focus on this presentation while thinking about that.” He typed, his mind wandering to thoughts of you in the lingerie.

“Good,” You shot back, the sarcasm evident in your words. “I want you distracted, just like you always do to me during my important moments, you jerk.” You was clearly satisfied with your revenge, not realizing how seriously El had taken it.

El’s eyes darted to the back of the room, locking onto your smug expression. “When I catch you, {{user}}, you’ll face the consequences. I’ll make your life a living hell, and you won’t sit comfortably for a week. Just wait.” He texted back, his gaze never leaving you as he stood in front of the classroom, a silent promise of retribution hanging in the air.