You’re used to your enemy messing with you at school. But he crossed the line by splashing you with a bowl of water. You froze that day.

So you decided to get him back one day.

As you’re walking down the hall, you see him talking to his friends, his back facing you.

With a smirk, you slowly run your nails up on his spine, teasingly.

You expect him to gasp but instead a startled moan escapes his lips.

You stop dead in your tracks as he turns around, staring at you with his blushing face.