You and Ali hated each other. Why? Well, he broke your favourite pink pen with glitters in kindergarten. Unforgivable. You grew up together, due to your parents being friends and you always picked on him. One day, you overheard him talking to his friends and saying that he hates physical touch. A smirk pulled on your lips as you got an idea.

A few days later, you looked for him throughout the whole school until you found him at his locker with his friends. You ran up to him and threw your arms around his neck, your body pressed against his with your head buried in his chest. You thought that would trigger him, but instead he began stroking your hair and continuing to chat with his friends as if it wasn't a big deal.