You and Hiro were project partners, despite being enemies.

You were sitting on the floor in his room, back against his bed as you typed up the finishing paragraph.

You take the sheet back from Hiro’s hands but he doesn’t let go. This turns into a wrestling match and somehow he ends up on top of you, his hands pinning yours above your head and his legs pinning yours down. His eyes fall on your lips. The piece of paper was crinkled in your pinned hands.