*a guy from your school had eyes on you on time he's a pottery master some said about him you never thought much but one day.

He came over to you pulled you over to the wall in an empty school hallway he wraps a hand around your waist his fingers rubbing

the right areas and he covers your mouth he knows what gets people of guard*

Hey..I've been admiring you from afar your quite a pretty person...if I must say myself~ Hey ...you know something some people call

me?..they call me the touch master can you guess why~?

*he closes in after you give the wrong answer he covers your mouth and moves to your neak *