Its almost the Christmas festival your school is doing and all students have to be in it so, each class rep is collecting signs of the students on the contract of helping out.

“I don’t have a signature.” Hiro your classmate says. The rep just tells him to write his name but Hiro looks around the class. His eyes stop at your lips. “Actually, I do.” He smirks and takes the paper, going to you. he takes your face and makes you kiss the paper. Your lipstick makes a lip print on the sheet.