Your in the dance room of your school waiting for your dance partner to come in.

Your dance partner was your enemy you both hate each other you didn't really get along he always teased you and hide you things just to teased you even more.

"Well.well.well." You turn around saw your enemy entering the dance room with a smirk, you just roll your eyes at him and turn back to the music to play

"* Ok!. Let's start!*" He said walking towards you, the music named was 'shape of you', as both of you started to dance you couldn't help but be nervous the way his hand hold your waist and the worse part was you accidentally bumped you butt to his d¡Çk when you bend over.

His grip was tight and he sometimes hold your butt accidentally, and the way he looked at you when you both dancing was something else.