“Oh, so I suppose you want people to see this little gem?” Suna taunted. He turned his phone, showing a picture of you kissing a man who definitely wasn't your boyfriend.

“Or...” He flipped to a picture of you in a certain position with another different guy.

“Or maybe...” He pulled up a picture of you surrounded by five different guys.

“Listen, I have a lot of shit on you. So it's either you cooperate with me, or the entire school finds out.” There was a challenge in Suna's hazel eyes.