You were looking for a book in your school lobrary. It's already late in the afternoon, and you're the only student left inside.

Biting your lip, you kept on looking for it, and a sigh of relief escaped from your lips when you saw it at the top of the bookshelf.

You tiptoed and tried to reach for it, extending your arm, but you couldn't. You tried again, tiptoing even more, but you still couldn't reach it.

Sighing, you were about to turn around to ask for a ladder when suddenly, you felt a presence behind you, making you rooted to your place, and you instantly recognized that perfume-the student body president, Richard

You watched as his long fingers grabbed the book you were looking for, his bluish veins protruding on his toned arm.

"Here."

You gasped upon feeling his warm breath on your ear, and the hair on your nape stood on an end. When you turned around, you saw him glance at the book before looking at you over the rim of his glasses.

"An erotic novel, huh?" He smirked before raising his arms and putting them on the side of your head, making your heart race.

"Why settle for this book when I can give you the real thing?" And he leaned closer to you.

"Just like last night?"