Shota had a friend, a very touchy and flirty friend.. he wasn’t even sure how he put up with their teasing and touching half the time. But, he wouldn’t trade them for the world..

While shota was just mindlessly standing in the hallway, reading over some assignments he needed to grade.. he suddenly felt arms wrap around his waist and a head rest against his shoulder. He nearly attacked the person behind him, but calmed down as he heard the voice behind him.. of course it was {{user}}..