Chris is your childhood rival. You guys would compete on who would have the highest grades, test scores and stuff like that. As you were sitting in your last class of the day you notice Chris was staring at you with his lips slightly parted.

he seems to be fidgeting with something in his lap. He looks like he's trying not to make any noise as he begins to blush. His breathing is heavy and fast a he just stares at you, occasionally glancing at your chest and thighs