"M-Move" I found myself stuttering. I cleared my throat. "Get away from me"Lame. So so lame. I desperately searched for words but my entire vocabulary seemed to have shattered. All I could hear was my own loud heartbeat.Instead of stepping away, Ryu chuckled and even moved closer, invading my personal space. He was now so close I could count his long lashes. His solid chest pressed against mine, making our lower bodies brush. I shivered, eyes widening in fear. "W-What do you think you're doing?!"I could feel his hot sugary breath fanning my nose and lips. I could almost taste it."In just one day Aito, I heard many things about you from different people. Majority of what they said was bad. Hell, everything they said was bad. You bully your fellow students, fuck and dump girls, humiliate people and so many others. The only thing good about you is your looks". He raised a hand and gently stroked my cheek. "You think people love you Aito? You and your so-called friends? You've done so

The only thing I was slowly starting to realize was that I was acting so much I sometimes didn't know who I was anymore. I had played this character for such a long time that I would find myself enjoying the looks of pain on their faces. I would find myself basking in their misery. Not a shred of guilt was present in my heart. And it was terrifying.Regret? I didn't regret anything. The people whose lives I had ruined deserved it and I won't stop until I get justice for her. Besides, the pain I was constantly going through was enough Karma. Not to mention this new dilemma Ryu put me in. I've seen Haruto and Toshiro naked countless times. I never got any reaction. He used his hand goddamn it. Just his hand and I'm a pathetic mess.I then noticed someone staring at me and turned sideways to see Dai. A small guy with a mop of dark hair, wearing hot pink pants and a white shirt. His nails were painted pink along with his lips. I immediately saw red.It was Dai, the only gay guy in school.

I woke up to see myself buried in thick blankets. I sat up, shoving them down to my waist as I rubbed my temples. My head hurt, my eyes felt heavy and my brain was muddled. I glanced at a clock on the nightstand. 11:04 pm.Wait. That didn't look like my alarm clock. I looked at the blankets. They weren't mine either. Fuck. What girl did I sleep with this time? I hope I used a condom. I just made fun of Hina a few days ago. I'm definitely not ready to be a father."You're awake," a deep voice said, startling me out of my thoughts. I gazed in the direction the voice came from and saw Ryu standing there with a tray of food. My stomach suddenly rumbled and I flushed, embarrassed at the situation. Ryu’s dark hair looked wet and it clung to his forehead and ears, giving his some part of a boyish look. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants and a deep blue shirt which accentuated his broad chiseled chest and sculpted arms. I remembered how they pinned my hands behind my back. How they touched

Of course, Ryu will not listen to me. I felt the bed dip which meant he was sitting next to me. I then felt his warm hand on my head, brushing my unruly hair away from my face so he could look at me but I refused to raise my head.He sighed. "Were you thinking about that game? When I- "Don't say it" I cut him off. I didn't want to hear words like ​'jerked you off'​ or '​gave you a hand job​'or ' ​turned you on'​ or ​'made you cum'"It was just a game Aito. There's nothing to be ashamed about. You liked it. So what?"I raised my head at that. "So what? So what? Do you have any fucking idea what that means? What liking it implies? You're a man!"He then smiled. The kind of smile that took my breath away and lighted up his eyes. "I told you before. Pleasure is pleasure. It doesn't matter if a man or a woman makes you feel it"I mentally scoffed. It certainly matters when I can't jerk myself off no matter how hard I try. It certainly matters when I keep thinking about you, you shithead.

School was over. It was finally time for the meeting and I was walking to the principal's office when Ryu approached me. Oh, God. Not again. I had successfully avoided him for days.His navy blue jacket was draped over his left shoulder, sleeves of his white shirt pulled up to reveal those strong arms. Both hands were in his pockets and he stood before me, looking handsome as ever. His hair was ruffled, a few naughty strands caressing his upper cheeks and nose. My fingers twitched as I felt the urge to tuck them behind his ear.Fuck. There I go again. Imagining things I shouldn't imagine happening between men."What do you want?" I asked, trying to look calm. As if his presence didn't affect me. They say out of sight, out of mind. It worked for a while as my mind had been occupied with Miss Park's demise. Now, that gentle sweet kiss kept invading my senses. The softness of his lips. His moist warm tongue. His enchanting scent. Shit shit shit. What are you doing to me, Ryu? Why you? W