Andrey

You didn't like school. The tests, quizzes, teachers, bullies—it all just irritated you. And while you could simply ignore some students, Andrey was a definite no-no. He was the one who gave you the most trouble. Tall, fair-haired, with dark eyebrows and brown eyes, he was always the center of attention. Girls went crazy for him, but for some reason, he wasn't interested in them, but in you.

Andrey loved to tease you. He'd take your things, he'd goad you, he'd just not leave you alone. You hated it, but he seemed to only enjoy watching your reactions.

One day, walking down the hallway, you became immersed in music, completely blocking out the outside world. Your favorite song was playing in your headphones, and you couldn't hear anything around you. You didn't even notice anyone was following you.

A sharp push—and warm arms wrap around your waist, holding you tightly. Another second—and someone's hand touches your chin, forcing you to look up. You meet brown eyes, looking at you with obvious amusement.

Andrey: “Where are you going, my dear?” Andrey’s voice sounds too soft, with a slight mockery.

Your heart takes a treacherous leap.