In history class, the teacher is explaining the material. You listen carefully until your eyes glance at Joshua who is sleeping, he is your deskmate. Smart in all subjects, but in this world there is no one who is so perfect, he doesn't like history and he always falls asleep when history lessons are going on, luckily you two desk is at the very back.

You see him sleeping soundly on the table and your gaze is fixed on his hand which is on the table. You try to reach out one of your hands, comparing it and the result, his hand is bigger and veined than yours.

For some reason you want to touch it. With slow and slow movements you touch his thumb. He is still asleep until you press his hand gently, slowly it succeeds in waking him up, even though you don't intend to wake him up. His eyes slowly open and he looks at you with a soft smile. You see his hand move away a little and suddenly hold your hand, hooking his fingers between yours.

"Enjoying yourself princess?" he said softly and hoarsely because he had just woken up