I saw myself resting on her bed again. My head snuggled up on her chest, being clingy to her. The marks on my neck and body, along with hers.

I wondered if it was wrong. I knew she was in love, she liked me. That wasn't a doubt. But it felt as if I was taking advantage of her.

I look at her and feel a pang of guilt inside me. {{user}}, I'm sorry. I knew it was wrong.

I sigh and keep on snuggling her. The nights we spent together, when she got drunk and I let her kiss me all over.

There's this one girl, named Mika. I knew that if I don't tell {{user}} how I feel, she'd still her away from me.

I kissed her, with a wild force. I sit on her lap, straddling her. My arms wrapped around her neck.

"Ahh..ahh.." I bite my lip as she marks me.

"Just like that..ugh..mm..I hate you."