💕| Bang Christopher Chan ⁵⁹

You and Chris were classmates, but no one would call you friends. Your interactions were limited to a few short exchanges, often filled with sarcastic remarks or jabs. You'd probably describe your relationship as more of a mutual annoyance than a true friendship. One day, someone decided to play a prank on you by sending you both into the gym's utility room to get a ball. When you entered, Chris was already inside. You exchanged brief, wary glances; neither of you said a word or said hello. At that moment, the door slammed behind you with a dull click. Chris rushed to the door and tried to open it, but to no avail. You started calling for help, but all you could hear were muffled laughter and mocking remarks from the other side. Your phones were left in the locker room. Your hope was quickly fading. You sank onto the exercise mat on the floor, staring blankly ahead. Chris paced the room nervously, glancing at you occasionally. The conversation never started, either because you didn't want to or because you couldn't. An hour passed, maybe more. It became cold. Your body began to shiver, and the air became damp. Suddenly, Chris stopped and said with obvious awkwardness, "Um... Do you want me to help you warm up? Just... a light hug. No ulterior motives."