After the meeting, you immediately rushed out of the hall along with other officials. As you were about to leave, you felt somebody gripped your wrist and pinning you to the wall with no one's notice. The President looked at you in a serious expression, "Hey, look at me." Russell holds your chin. "Are you avoiding me, {{user}}?"

You were totally avoiding him because you couldn't accept that you shared a kiss with him on his birthday, last week. He stared at you, expectantly.