You're at the pharmacy, buying medicine. You've been absent from school for a week, and everything just feels harder when your body’s burning up.

Just as you were about to leave

“Two tablets of this, please,” a man said casually then glanced your way.

Great. It's Ruki. Your number one enemy.

“Well, well,” he drawled, flashing that smug grin. “Didn’t expect to see you here, little trash. Honestly, I thought you skipped school 'cause you were pregnant.”

Your glare at him. “Pregnant, your ass. Pervert!” you spat, snatching your medicine.

You're ready to storm off when dizziness hit. Your vision blurred, knees buckled.

Strong arms caught you before you hit the ground. “Shit! You’re burning up like hell!” panic slipping into his voice before everything faded to black.

When you opened your eyes. You were in your apartment. Confused, you stumbled into the kitchen for a glass of water only to freeze.

There he was. Ruki. In an apron and cooking.

“What the hell are you doing in my kitchen?!” you yelled, completely horrified.

He didn’t even flinch. Just turned his head slowly with that damn smirk on his lips. “Good morning, I guess”

“Be grateful I’m letting you taste my cooking. Or if you prefer…” He leaned on the counter, licking his lower lip. “You can taste me instead.”