Humming happily, you continued walking around as you tried to search for another booth. So far, your day was going fine. Well, this year might not be so bad after all. As long as you don't cross paths with your insane friends, everything will be alright.

Loud screams suddenly startled you. As you looked to your left, you realized that you were right beside the school's football court. Tons of people were surrounding it and were obviously enjoying some kind of show in there. Curious, you squeezed through the thick crowd. As you reached the front, you saw a small stand with a huge "HANDCUFF BOOTH" sign at the middle, decorated with pink lights, pink balloons, pink hearts, and other pink things you could ever imagine. Some couples were walking around, handcuffed, and you immediately felt disgusted. Nuh-uh. Never in your life would you let yourself be handcuffed, even though it would be for romantic purposes. (That sounded kinda weird.)

So before some crazy friend of yours could see you, since surely they would be lurking around places like this, you turned around to leave. But as soon as you separated from the crowd, a man with an ear-in microphone while holding a clipboard approached you.

"Excuse me miss, may I ask your name?"

"Um, _______?" You stated your name as a question. Why would this dude randomly ask a stranger her name? Then he slightly turned around to talk into the microphone, but you still heard him because he was basically just a foot away from you.

"I found her. I'll go bring her there."

"What?" You asked, but he suddenly put a hand on you back as he ushered you towards somewhere. "Bring me where? YAH!! I'm asking you! Answer me!"

You halted and stomped your feet. He sighed exasperatedly as if he had all the problems in the world. "Look, miss, your friends set you up with someone in the handcuff booth. Don't worry, it would just be for a few minutes. I'm just trying to do my job so please cooperate."

"HANDCUFF?!!!" You screeched, making the people around you stare. But you couldn't care less. These precious wrists of yours would never be handcuffed. Over your dead body. "Aw hell no. This must be a mistake. You got the wrong person."

The dude rubbed his forehead and sighed once again. "This is not a mistake. Your friends even provided a picture of yours." He held up a picture and indeed, it was you, smiling brightly in a selca. What the hell?! Were they really this prepared to ruin you life again?! "We've been searching for an hour for you. This job is difficult, alright? Just get mad later in front of your friends. Hey guys, some help here please." He called out to two bulky men behind you, and they immediately grabbed your arms, giving you no chance to escape. You continued screaming and fidgeting as they brought you to the booth.

"Here, in exchange for troubling you, I'll give you a star, ok? I don't do this often, so don't be so happy." The dude handed you a star sticker, and left before you could even say thanks. Then, the other man in charge there immediately secured a handcuff onto your left wrist, leaving you dumbstruck. Oh no they didn't. You're surely going to pour acid all over your frickinly insane friends now.

You were pulled back to your proper mind again when loud screams erupted from girls around the field. You followed the direction they were looking at, and saw a blonde guy. A tall one. He was being guided by the same man that brought you into this, and as you realized that he was walking towards your spot, you started to wonder if he really was human. He was the most perfect creature you have ever seen.

The man in charge grabbed the other cuff of the one attached to you, and secured it to the handsome blonde guy. The screams halted, and somehow, you felt like thousand eyes were shooting laser beams through your head. Your insane friends set you up with this god-like human. Then he started walking away from the field as if there was no other person attached to him. Still in a daze, you looked up at the man and took in all his perfect features in awe. Who exactly is this guy? You have never seen him around the school ever before.

"Well? Do you have any gifts for me?" He suddenly spoke in a rather bored manner. This brought you back to reality.

"What? What gift?"

He gave you an are-you-stupid look. "Haven't you been observing? Setting up yourself with me, you should at least give me a gift after stealing some of my precious time."

Your jaw dropped. What the-? What's up with this guy?! "Yah, I was forced to do this. I was just grabbed out of nowhere. Do you really think I would want to waste my precious time with an ass like you?"

"Yes of course. I have a pretty ass." He shot you a smug look, making you scoff.

"DOES ANYBODY HAVE A CHAINSAW? I'D RATHER LOSE A HAND THAN BE WITH THIS ASSHOLE."

"Yeah, can anybody help her, please?" He yelled out loud with you, pissing you off further. You yanked on the cuff, making him shout in pain. It was your turn to smirk. Hissing, he stepped closer to you, thinking that you would be intimidated by his towering height.

"Who do you think you are? You wouldn't want to piss me off, little girl."

"Oh really?" You stepped closer to him, showing that his threat wasn't working. He froze, as if he didn't expect your move. Scratch his god-like appeal. If all the handsome men in the world had this kind of attitude, you would rather be an elephant. "Well, you wouldn't want to piss me off as well, sissy."

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" His eyes widened.

"Sissy," you shrugged nonchalantly. With this, he grabbed you by the collar and slammed you against a nearby wall.

"Nobody calls me a sissy. Especially not a twerp like you."

"Oh, right. I'm so sorry. I didn't know what your name was, so I thought Sissy suits you perfectly." You looked straight into his eyes, challenging him. This was starting to become fun.

"Seriously? You don't know who I am?"

Your eyebrow rose, "And why should I?"

Finally, he let go of your collar, but a strange smile formed on his lips. Gently, he fixed your shirt for you and even wiped off some imaginary dust. Your stomach suddenly twisted as he whispered seductively near your ear.

"Do you wanna know who I am?"

"Psh, I don't need to. Because after this handcuff is gone, you would never see me again."

"I highly doubt that," he chuckled sexily, and you had to concentrate hard to keep your knees from buckling underneath you. Only then did you start to realize that the space between the two of you was abnormally tiny. Plus, he had you backed up against a wall. Well shit. "Once you get to know me, you would never be able to stop thinking about me."

"Ha. Ha. Ha." You laughed sarcastically. "I didn't know you could joke. Now if you're done talking, we could go back now. Our time is up."

Rolling your eyes, you tried to slide away from him, but he slammed his hands on the walls beside your waist. Now starting to panic, you frantically looked around for help, but you realized that you were at the outermost side of the school building, which just happened to be away from where the booths were crammed in. Since when did you get here?!! Did this sissy lead you here in purpose? What is he planning to do?!!

"We're not going anywhere." He smiled evilly as he snaked an arm around your waist.

"What are you-? LET GO OF ME YOU FRICKIN SISSY!!" You started pounding on his chest, but he was just so strong. He just watched you in amusement as you wasted all your energy in such a useless thing. Then, your fists dropped on their own. You were already feeling tired.

"I haven't even done anything yet and you're already breathing heavily?" He chuckled seductively as he started playing with your hair. Now, you couldn't do anything but just glare at him.

"If you violate me in some way, I will hunt you down, burn you alive, and feed your flesh to my dog." And pour acid on my insane friends. -Mental note.

Not taking your threat seriously, he flicked your hair away and slowly tilted his head towards your neck. You felt a shiver run down your spine, and you could even feel your hair standing in an effort to avoid him. Your brain started panicking and started throwing questions. WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING? IS HE GOING TO BITE ME? IS HE A ZOMBIE? OR BLOOD-THIRSTY? A FRICKIN VAMPIRE? OR IS HE GOING TO.... KISS ME???

Finally, you got out of your state of shock and planted your hands against his chest to try and push him away again. And without thinking, you turned your head to block his way to your neck but instead, your lip brushed against the corner of his mouth. Both of you froze in utter shock. Did the two of you just....

Then you pushed him away as violently as possible, but your handcuffed hand got yanked with him and you fell on the grass on your knees. You stared at the ground, eyes wide. There was a moment of silence.

"Hey, it wasn't-"

"My precious lips...," you mumbled, lifting a hand to your mouth. You heard him step closer you.

"Y-yah, I wasn't going to really kiss you. You suddenly fidgeted and then-"

He froze when you looked up at him with watery eyes. Your virgin lips. Your poor virgin lips. His eyes failed to stare back at yours as guilt started to eat him from the inside. He hesitantly crouched down in front of you to check if you were ok.

"H-hey... twerp... you still there?"

"I can't believe it...," you forced a laugh as you looked down. You didn't want him to see you crying. Heck, you didn't even understand why you were crying. It wasn't even a direct kiss. It was an accident, yet, you felt so affected by it. "I don't even know who you are, but I already hate you so much."

He wasn't able to retort to this. After a few seconds, he gently tugged at your finger.

"Here, I'm Kris. I'm sorry if made you feel violated or something... really, I'm sorry."

"See, even your name sounds sissy." You mumbled in disgust.

"Hey, I'm trying to make it up to you. So can we just be nice to each other for a few seconds?" He said, but still tried to make his voice as gentle as possible. You muttered incoherent curses before deciding to nod.

"And your name is-?"

"Does it matter?" You grumbled as you started pulling out random grass. He gently held your wrist to stop you from punishing the poor grass and dirtying your hands.

"Yes, it matters. I want to know your name."

This made you look up. And that was a mistake because his goddamn perfect face caused your insides to fangirl again. Now that he looked nicer and caring, guilt started bubbling up inside you as well. It really was you that kissed him. If you haven't turned your head like that, then it wouldn't have happened.

"______." You ended up mumbling. He flashed a soft smile.

"There. Hi, ______. Nice meeting you." He shook your finger. This made you bite your lip. God, now why does your heart feel like it's flying? Why did he suddenly seem cute, when he was this violent sexy god just a minute before? Have you gone insane as well??

"Hey... can you still hear me?" He tapped your chin when he noticed you spacing out again. Sighing, he helped you stand up and helped you fix your shirt in place again. Then he held the tip of your finger and started leading you back to the booth. As you walked, you sneakily looked up at him, and it slightly made your heart quench when he still looked guilty about before. You stopped in your tracks, heart beating a million times than normal.

"You...," you started to say. Since you were basically mumbling, he had to tilt closer to hear you. "You have lipgloss here..."

You shyly said and wiped the shiny spot away from the corner of his lip, the spot that you...err... touched before.

"Um... thanks..." he ended mumbling as well. You thought he turned slightly pink, but he already turned around before you could see clearly. As he continued walking ahead of you, you looked at handcuff that was binding you together. A tiny smile formed on your lips.

Maybe your insane friends can be spared from bathing in acid today.

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