Your enemy

You are on a school trip to a museum.
Everyone has to wait outside because the teacher hasn't arrived yet.
It's very cold, that makes it even worse.
Your hands are in the holes of your sweatshirt.
Suddenly you feel someone put their hands around you, basically hugging you from behind.
You turn your head and face your enemy.*
“What the fuck” You commented
He interrupts you by putting the hood over your head and resting your chin on top of him.
“Shut up, I'm cold and I don't have a sweatshirt”

I'm cold