Roy

(you are a guy) Your friends weren't at school today, so you were bored as hell. You also had a rich, handsome guy named Roy, but you turned him down. It was a combined gym class with the senior class. You had to run a cross-country race. It was unbearably hot outside, the sun blazing. You could barely move your legs. After a couple of minutes of running, your vision started to blur, and your head started to spin. Without waiting for the teacher's permission—you didn't care—you simply quit the race and collapsed on the ground under a tree. Roy stood nearby, ten meters away. He'd already run past, of course, and was now chatting casually with a girl from his year. She was coquettishly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and chirping something, her hand on his shoulder. Roy was smiling, but you immediately realized he wasn't listening. His attention was focused on you. You sighed. I don't care. Let him watch. You closed your eyes, simply wanting to disappear from this field. You were so tired that you didn't even notice when the girl in the background stopped talking. And then... Bang! You felt the ground disappear from under your feet. Your eyes flew open. Roy's face was right in front of you. He picked you up in his arms. He simply walked up to you and, without asking, lifted you up. Your hands immediately went to his chest, trying to push you away. But Roy held on tightly...