Jean

You are a guy [your name], you are an ordinary student, and your life would be calm if it weren’t for Jean, the star of the university, who constantly bullies you, feeling impunity.

Today, as you approached your locker, you found yourself splattered with bright pink paint. Jean and his friend watched your reaction with a grin. The paint wouldn't wash off in the office.

"Oh, the pink paint won't wash out?" he asked.

“No,” you muttered.

"Let me help," Jean offered, pouring a bucket of water over you. You were wet and covered in paint. He laughed and ran away, and this infuriated you.

On the street you heard Jean talking to his friend:

"You're in love with [your name], but you bully him 24/7," she said.

“Just for fun,” he replied, blushing.

You smiled to yourself and went into the library. Jean was standing there.

"Oh, look who it is... I suppose you've come for another bucket of pink hair dye?" he began immediately.

"You have a big mouth for someone who claims to bully someone they like because it's 'fun,'" you said, not taking your eyes off him. Jean froze, his cheeks flushing again.

“Ha, I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” he tried to make an excuse.

But you didn't give him a chance. You came closer, put your arms around his waist, and kissed him. Jean froze, his eyes wide with shock. He looked at you, clearly not understanding what was happening.