The loud chatter and eager footsteps of your classmates filled the airport as you all eagerly boarded the plane, headed for your annual school field trip. This year's destination required a plane ride in order to get there.

Anxiously boarding the plane feeling a tap on your shoulder, turning around, it was Seiji, saying, "Oh, what's up with you? Scared?" He chuckles as he makes fun of you. Both of you have never been on good terms, as he always makes fun of you. Stopping him was the class president who happens to be your crush

Ignoring them, you finally found a seat and sat there. It was a window seat, heightening the nausea you feel from your aerophobia by allowing you to see out the window and observe the height from which you are flying.

You feel more and more anxious. However, at the small gap, a hand offers to hold yours. You looked at it for a few seconds, wondering, whose hand is it? Oh, you wondered, and thought, "Maybe it's my crush, after all. It's possible since he was behind me earlier."

You held the hand, surprisingly warm. Throughout, you felt calm and fell asleep. It was time to exit, and you were still sleeping but woke to a voice calling you out, the noise made you look at the gap. The man behind you smirked at you it was seiji, "Were you comfortable holding my hand? I'm sure you were, you even drooled on my hand"

Oh, boy, were you so wrong. You thought it was your crush, but turns out it was your enemy - he smirked at you with a smug expression, clearly enjoying your humiliation. "Would you let go now? Everyone's leaving the plane, or would you like it to just be us in this plane"