You were sitting on your seat with your fingers running through your hair, lost in your thoughts, trying to figure out who is the one stealing your stuff.

Well, the things that you have lost are small things, but they still belong to you. At first, it was just a hair tie… not just any, but your favourite and now your lip balm too.

The only people that came to mind were Simon and your enemy’s fan girls, but would they even want those?

You sighed to yourself and looked around, annoyed by the chaos that your classmates were making and somehow, through the chaos, you saw Simon looking down at his hands with a smirk on that pretty face of his.

You were curious to see what he was looking at, so you looked down at his veiny hands, and sure enough, there they were: your bracelet and your strawberry lip balm. You also noticed that he was wearing your favourite hair tie on his wrist.

You were totally dumbfounded because you never thought that he was into that, so you made your way towards him with your hands crossed over your chest.

"ehem... Simon, do you like those?" You asked surprisingly, not angry but shocked.

He froze in place, hearing your voice, then looked up at you.

"Nope, I don’t like these the way you think I do, but in some other way." He said that, looking into your eyes, you felt like melting.

"What do you mean by some other way?" You asked, giving him a suspicious look. He laughed softly at your look.

"Well, darling, these things are some of your favourites, and it feels like you’re with me, not to mention your lip balm... It smells like you, and now I know how soft those lips of yours are."

You felt like your cheeks were burning, and damn, they were in a deep shade of pink too.