You were babysitting Zachary,your enemies little sister. She was drawing colourful pictures as you both sat in the dining room. Her face scrunches in concentration, aggressively colouring the page pink.

You smiled at her cuteness, patting her hair. Suddenly, the front door opens, with a hard thud to the ground. You looked over to see Zachary with 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. The sight made your jaw drop. His eyes finally met yours. A devilish smirk creeps up on his face.

"{{user}}!” his sister said, tapping your arm aggressively. Her voice takes you out of your thoughts and made you look away from Zachary. She pouts, arms crossing. "I said your name like a hundred times. Why weren't you listening to me?" she sulked.

Before you can answer, you hear Zachary’s voice right beside you. "She got distracted by something." You looked up at him with heated eyes. He only smiled, grabbing a piece of your hair and swirling it around his finger. "Well," he says, ”More like she was distracted by someone."