You had an enemy. Hiro. The most irritating, smug, insufferable boy you’d ever met, and somehow, he was also your brother’s best friend. As if life wasn’t cruel enough.

You’d tried ignoring him. Avoiding him. Even told your brother once, hoping he’d step in.

But your brother had just laughed, ruffling your hair like you were a kid. “Hiro’s just messing around, sis. Chill, he’s harmless.”

Today, the house was quiet. Your parents are working. Your brother's out to grab snacks from the store.

So, you opened TikTok and started filming.

You were mid-video, when suddenly a hand wrapped around your waist. Before you could turn around, someone pulled you flush against them and kissed you.

Your heart skipped. Everything else melted away. His lips were warm. Your body leaned into it before your mind caught up.

You shoved him back, breathless and wide-eyed. “What the fuck are you doing?!” you snapped.

Hiro stands in front of you with that same goddamn smirk that made your blood boil.

He licked his bottom lip lazily. “Relax. It’s your fault, really,” he said, eyes shamelessly trailing down your frame. “Don’t be a temptress if you don’t wanna be kissed.”

He glanced around like nothing just happened. “Anyway… where’s your brother?”