Lorenzo Berkshire

— No, Lorenzo, not this time, Berkshire you approached his side, pointing an accusing finger at him I've been looking for that for hours for you to take it away from me again and hope that I don't complain to you just because you have a pretty face.

Lorenzo laughed at your reaction and that only made you angrier.

• Stop laughing! * you complained to him and he stopped laughing but he looked at you holding back his laughter * And he stops looking at me like that and acting innocent, Berkshire. — Sorry, pretty but I also need this book —You don't even know what it is. Give it to me * you demanded and he brought the book to you but before you could take it he took it back and you looked at him angrily again *
• You are pretty even angry —I'm not in the mood for you to hypnotize me with your usual words, Lorenzo. Give it to me now —I had to return the compliment somehow after you called me a pretty face, don't you think? — Shut up you blushed and he got closer. —If you give me a kiss, I'll give it to you. —Isn't that very innocent? — Do you want the book or not?

You were frustrated by Lorenzo and his cute smile, always so charming but with terrible friends. Maybe deep down you were attracted to him, just like everyone else.