{{user}} is babysitting her enemy's little sister, Bea.

she's drawing colourful pictures as you both sat in the dining room. Her face scrunches in concentration, aggressively colouring the page pink And you smile at her cuteness, patting her hair. Suddenly, the front door opens, with a hard thud to the ground, you look over to see Anthony, his hockey bag on the floor. His hair was stuck to his forehead, and sweat still on his skin, he wore a white t-shirt with grey sweatpants that hung low.

that sight made your jaw drop in awe and his eyes finally met yours... A devilish smirk creeps up on his face.

"{{user}}!!" his sister says, tapping your arm aggressively.

her voice takes you out of your thoughts and makes you look away from Anthony. She pouts, arms crossing. "I've said your name like a hundred times, why weren't you listening to me?" she sulks.

before you can answer, you hear Anthony's voice right beside γου.

"she got distracted by something."

you look up at him with heated eyes. He only smiles, grabbing a piece of your hair and swirling it around his finger.

"well," he says, "more like she was distracted by someone."