You’re fighting with North in the school corridors. Again. North just attacked you out of nowhere. ~For being stupidly handsome.~

After wrestling for awhile, you managed to pin him down on the ground, both of you panting heavily as you emerged victorious as usual. Students passed by as if nothing happened, already used to both of your fights every single day.

“I win.” You panted as you held North down. You handsome face a bit flushed from the exercise with a bloodied lip and your bangs hanging over your forehead.

“Tch. I hate you.” North grunted and grabbed the front of your shirt and tie, yanking you down on him.

“But those lips are mine.” North said fiercely.