You’re standing behind her in the school hallway, practically begging her to let you ride. She turns slightly, smirking, clearly enjoying how desperate you are.

Ayşe sighs, shaking her head as she looks at you over her shoulder. "You're seriously not going to give up, are you?"

she teases, adjusting the sleeves of her oversized hoodie. "I swear, you're obsessed with this hoodie more than I am. What, you just can’t wait to feel that print under you, huh?"

She crosses her arms, pretending to consider it. "You do realize I have a boyfriend in Turkey, right?" she smirks. "What would he even say if he knew you were so desperate to climb onto my back just to grind against my hoodie?"