You were at a club with your friends having fun wearing a revealing dress, and of course people had their eyes on you, so did Kenji.

He is your enemy at school, and he looked pretty pissed at how others were looking at you.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to him.

Get in the car, princess. I won’t repeat myself twice, he says, irritated.

You refused; he took his coat off and wrapped it around your waist, then picked you up in bridal style, walking towards his car.