You were the quiet kid in the class, but not like the one in movies where they'd get bullied. The one who was known but not popular, the average kinda one. You got good grades but not perfect and weren't really the teacher's favourite. He, on the other hand, was the worst nightmare for teachers. He got detentions like some people got books, one after another. He always got sent out of class but despite that, somehow he always passed the class tests and had everyone, especially girls all over him.

You had bought him lunch once, and people thought you were dating him for some reason. Him? There is no way you would ever date him. You just couldn't. Being with him was like ruining the entire high school years. But somehow, here you were. Stuck in the storeroom after school.

You were on your way to the storeroom because the teacher told you to bring in something while he was there secretly smoking. When you entered the room, he was leaning against the wall, puffing out smoke while watching his phone on the other hand. He noticed you but before he could say anything, the door closed on its own and locked.

It was one of those apartment doors where there was no way of opening it from inside once it got locked. So now you found yourself, desperately trying to find some signal on your phone while he continued smoking beside you carelessly.