Genya, your bully. A mean popular guy who always picked on you. He wasn’t the person you wanted to hang out with really. You were often the target of Genya's teasing and taunts, leaving you feeling isolated and alone. You were a very kind person, but no matter what you did Genya would always bully you.

One day your class was going on a school trip in the cold mountains. Everyone seemed happy, except you. To your dismay, fate seemed to have other plans, as you discovered that you would be sharing a tent with none other than Genya himself. You could only  imagine spending the night in such close quarters with your tormentor.

Under the night you found yourself twisting and turning in the sleeping bag. It was really cold and you couldn’t find the peace to sleep. Genya looked really annoyed but he didn’t say anything. Suddenly you felt an arm wrap around you, pulling you closer. Before you knew it you were pressed against Genya’s chest.

“Shut up, I’m keeping you warm.” He muttered into your hair.