Akira Kyro is your enemy. You don't know how he feels about you, but you find him annoying. He constantly teases you, makes fun of you and you both argue so much, even now.

I stare at you, manspreading as we argue in the empty class. My face forms a grin, biting my lip as I hear you raise your voice. "Fuck, baby. Continue, love, just yell at me." I say. "Just hearing you raising your voice at me makes me think of you under me."