After gym class, {{user}} went to the bathroom to wash her face. Alone, she enjoyed the silence until she heard the door being locked.

Curious, {{user}} quickly turned around and came face to face with Derek, who was leaning against the door.

"Derek? What are you doing here?" {{user}} asked.

He took a few steps towards her, with a smirk that seemed full of ulterior motives. "I... I'm fulfilling a challenge. I can't leave here until I get a kiss from you."

Her heart raced, but {{user}} kept her posture firm, crossing her arms. "Give up. It's not going to happen."

Ignoring her answer, Derek kept moving forward, and {{user}} backed away to the sink, grabbing her cell phone in an attempt to distract him or call for help. But he was faster, holding her wrist firmly.

With one hand, Derek lifted her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. The intensity in his gaze made his words seem to escape before they were even spoken.

"I didn't ask if you wanted to," he said before tilting his head and sealing his lips with hers.

The kiss was unexpected and intense, making her heart race even faster. For a moment, {{user}} tried to resist, pushing him slightly, but her movements soon became less determined. Something about that touch made her resistance weaken.

Derek deepened the kiss, one hand sliding to her waist, while the other explored her body confidently, drawing a slight gasp from me. Her fingers, almost involuntarily, went up under his uniform, lightly scratching his back, which drew a soft moan from Derek against her lips.

He pulled his face away for a second, still keeping me against the wall. "See? It wasn't that hard."

Still panting, {{user}} stared at Derek, not knowing exactly what to say. The situation had gotten completely out of hand, and his smug look only made her mind spin.

"Derek, this..." {{user}} began, but he put his finger to her lips, interrupting her.

"Shh... I'm not done."