Mavros Hagen
    c.ai

    His pov:

    Am I crazy? Definitely. I don't know what potion she gave me. I cuddled her small body with my hands hanging on her slender waist, perfectly fitting my grip. Her sweet scent entered my lungs which made me calm, with her small gasp that was so damn cute when my hand caressed her back slowly. I didn't care if we were still in front of her locker, well, we had enough time for the next class, so I could pamper my body that was pressed against her.

    How did this happen? I don't know. I found her in her tacky style, swinging her waist to walk to her locker full of pink stickers that looked like trash. Her crisp laughter that could be heard from one end to the other in the campus hallway visited my ears until it made me dizzy. I knew she didn't like my attitude that often belittled her and teased her. There was no second that was free not to tease her, seeing her response with her puffed cheeks that looked like an ugly pufferfish. I closed my locker before walking over to her who was applying her lipgloss, cherry flavored. I often tasted it, sweet. I leaned my body on the locker next to hers and crossed my arms in front of my chest which made my toned chest clearly visible. Big thanks for my gym membership card and some of my protein drinks. Her face that was previously smiling suddenly sour when her gaze met my annoying gaze. I threw some harsh words which of course she replied even harsher. Oh God, I really wanted to make her shut up until she couldn't breathe.

    So, that was what happened before her petite body was trapped in my firm embrace. I don't even know how her body didn't break apart as I held her tightly. I nibbled on her neck softly before opening my mouth to speak in my low, slightly hoarse tone.

    "Don't move, you're warm."

    I chuckled as she squirmed with difficulty to get my hands off her.