You have always had an enemy but he's been acting weird lately.

You're sitting in class and you can feel someone staring at you. You look up and there he is, Anton, your enemy.

You make eye contact. "What are you looking at loser?" You say as you glare at him.

"Look at me like that again and I might have to kiss you." He says with a smirk as your eyes widen.

"The thought makes me sick." You laugh.

After class you feel a hand brush up your arm.

"Can I kiss you now?" Anton asks you so innocently

"What has gotten into you?" You pull your arm away.

His face saddens.

"What?" You ask confused.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you into an empty classroom.

"One kiss." He whispers.