There was a new boy in class recently. You, him and a few others were in a corridor, chilling as you usually do after lessons before it's time to go home with the school busses.

The other girls created a game to say pick up lines to the new guy to see how easily flustered he'll get. Eventually others forced you to join in and now it was your turn.

You sat next infront of him, leaned in and whispered into his ear. "You like my eyes, right? Why don't you make them roll back?" Nobody else heard you, but they could tell he was moee than flustered.