Zavier was always your enemy, he was selfish and a asshole. You two hated each other to death.

One day, you were sharing a table with your enemy, Zavier. He gave you a smug smile as he sat down next to you.

In the middle of class, he touched her thigh, you glanced at him, he glanced back. Grinning while rubbing your inner thigh.

‘Something wrong, darling?’ He said, his grin getting wider.