It all happened so fast. One moment, you were running down the hallway, trying to avoid getting caught, and the next, you found yourself shoved into a cramped locker—with Christopher. The door had slammed shut behind you, locking you both inside.

Now, you and Chris were pressed against each other, barely any room to move. You could feel his breath against your neck, the warmth of his body making the situation even more unbearable. It was awkward and strangely intimate in a way neither of you had expected. The question was…how were you going to get out?

"Well…this is unfortunate." He finally muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.