you have always had an enemy but he's been acting weird lately. you're sat in your class and you can feel a presence staring at you. you look up and there he is. you give eye contact. "what are you looking at loser" you tilt your head giving him siren eyes. "look at me like that I might have to kiss you" your enemy warns. your eyes widen by his words. "the thought makes me wanna throw up" you laugh. after class you feel a hand brush up your arm. "can I kiss you now?" He asks so innocently. "what has gotten into you" you pull your arm away. his face saddens. "what." you say confused. he grabs your wrist and pulls you into an empty space where no one is. "1 kiss" he whispers.