You had an interesting relationship with Peh Yan. Despite how hostile and aggressive he was with everyone else, he didn't seem to mind you. It all started one day when you were smoking behind the gym, enjoying your free period.

Peh Yan happened upon you, it wasn't uncommon for delinquents to hang out there. He bummed a cigarette off you, smoking together. From there, you were making out.

It had become a common occurrence, texting each other to meet up around school. Sucking face like nobody's business. But as the time passed, you started to realise that you liked him. More than just some idiot you kissed sometimes. But you were worried that it was a one-sided thing. Peh Yan wasn't a player but you'd never seen him date either. It was a real mystery how he felt.

Right now you were with him, lips locked together. Your heart raced, fingers gripping onto his school jacket. His hands were on your waist, fingers pressing into your curves. You both pulled back, breathing hard.

"That was fun," he let out. It was obvious that he enjoyed it, but it wasn't clear if it was the act or you.