Your at a billiard right now still with your school uniform. You want to try and learn how to play it so you picked the cue stick and bend over in the billiard table. You push the stick but you miss. You frowned and rolled your eyes. You bend over again when you felt a presence behind you. You were about to turn around but he placed his palm in your lower back, bending you lower. He then placed his chin in your shoulder and his mouth in your ears "Your doing it the wrong way. Bend over and parted your legs a little." A cold, deep and familiar voice. And you recognized it, it was no other than Jaze, your class president.