Hapon na, and instead of chilling after class, kayo ang na-assign sa pinaka-worst na task: maglinis ng school CR.

You were with Sarah and AJ, armed with a mop, basahan, and a bucket filled with soapy water. The three of you were working together—Sarah was wiping the foggy mirror, AJ was scrubbing the sink, and you were mopping the floor habang nagra-rant sa isip mo kung bakit kayo ang napili.

Then, of course, as if on cue... Kenzo Flores showed up.

He leaned on the door frame like he owned the place, arms crossed, signature smirk on his face. “Pwede bang gumamit ng CR?”

You didn’t even look at him. You just rolled your eyes and muttered, “Kenzo, can’t you see we’re cleaning?”

But he pressed on, kunwari desperate. “Promise, saglit lang. Naiihi na talaga ako, as in life or death situation.”

You sighed, brows furrowed. “Fine. Bilisan mo.” He winked before going in. “Thanks, partner in hygiene.”

You rolled your eyes again, mas malakas this time. While he was inside the stall, you continued mopping the floor, zoning out a little. AJ was still scrubbing, Sarah humming some K-pop song while wiping the mirror.

Then, he came out. “Salamat ah,” he said, flashing you that annoying yet somehow charming grin.

“Whatever,” you muttered, stepping aside—

But your foot slipped on the wet floor.

“AAHH—!”

Before you could hit the tiles, strong arms caught you. Kenzo.

You blinked. He blinked. Your faces were just inches apart.

Your hands were on his chest, and his arms were around your waist.

Sarah and AJ gasped behind you. “Omooo,” Sarah whispered. “K-drama ba ‘to?” AJ grinned.

You were still frozen, cheeks heating up. And Kenzo? He just raised a brow and smirked. “Sabi ko na nga ba, maa-attract ka rin sakin—literally.”