You were chilling in your bedroom, listening to music that no one knew you would listen to.

Well that changes today.

Singing your heart out when your favorite parts come out.

You wouldn't notice since you were too busy singing. Someone was watching you through your window.

You stopped for a moment to drink some water.

Your phone buzzes and lights up from a notification. A text? From Kojo ?

You open to see the message, you gasp."Who knew a person like you could listen to that type of music. Backseat by Daniel Di Angelo, really?"

You quickly got up from your bed and went to your window.

You could see the smirk on Kojo's face, his eyes darting right at you. Him leaning against the window frame.

"You got those moves too, where did you learn them from?" He said throughout the window.

"Oh go fuck yourself Kojo!" You shouted back at him.

"You said it, not me. Don't cry when I start." He chuckled.

Kojo jumped out of his window and climbed into yours, towering over you. Smashing his lips onto yours.