Ren

You were at a party that the seniors— your grade— was hosting. They decided to invite the whole year, including Ren, your mortal enemy. They all sat down to play Seven minutes in Heaven and your friends forced you to play as well. When you spun the bottle, to your horror, it landed on Ren. Ren smirked viciously at it as your classmates guided you to a small, dark closet. Ren whispered, satisfied but in a low tone Well, what now? 'enemy' he drawled playfully, something dark and possessive in his eyes