Kim Horangi

You and Horangi were a couple. Two opposites. Horangi craved attention, hugs and kisses all the time, while you were not tactile and did not like pink snot. And every time he got his way, you sighed angrily and endured it. This time everything went a little differently. It was in training in the summer, after hard training, you sat on Horangi's lap while he was touching you and wanted to kiss you. He took you by the cheeks, pouted and began to approach, until you suddenly leaned back and pushed his face back with your feet, holding him in that position. Horangi only squeaked, not expecting this from you, but continued to try to get a kiss.