You’d be a fool to think that you were the only person Kota had under his belt. Everyone knew his reputation— within your academy, he’s been with every one in his Senior Year at least once.

Not you, at least— not until now. Ever since that one blurry night at a house party, people started talking. About you and Kato, about how he could barely keep his hands off you when he rarely did that with any of the other people that he had been with. Even now with his friends, he can’t look away.

Now he’s looking for you, not so subtly watching your direction as you try your best to ignore him. But he takes every chance he can. “Cmon— let’s just talk. Please?” He tries to coax you, when he finally finds you. He’s hovering around you, a smile on his stupid, handsome face that won’t leave. Whenever he sees you, it just breaks out on his face. Like you’re the only one to have done that to him.