Falling for the wrong one.

Tutor...

It was, Artem creepy Rossier!

In his averagely - tall self standing firmly yet leisurely by the doorway of the bathroom blocking my way out.

"Just how the fuck did you get in, Rossier?" - I asked in fume. I felt a slight drop of water slide it's way down to my upper lip.

He unexpectedly chuckled mockingly, Before his face features changed to be dark. -"Christ, aren't you so fucking wet right now!" - he cried.

His words took me by surprise for sure.

I continued to ogle at him suspiciously in perplexity. My wonders were if he were possibly under mental care...at this moment he was showing and giving me a million reasons to believe so.

Gulping saliva down my throat, I opened my lips to ask once more.

"One last fucking time,Rossier." - I tighten my tone to intimidate him. -"how did you get your ass in?"

He gripped the lower lip between his teeth, shrugging lightly. -"I thought the opening of the door was an invitation."

I'm pretty sure I left the door closed before making way up here. Unless I was going crazy!

Swallowing my silence he assumed, -"well, unless..." - he syntactically paused.

"Unless what?" - I snapped arching my brow at him.

"You have amnesias." - he finished.

I gaped. -"since when were you a medical doctor?"

"Since my assumption are right." - he sneered.

I groaned in annoyance. There's a word called privacy in a dictionary and it has it's purposes. Meaning, you give others privacy as much as they deserve! Without invading!

I charged toward him intending to walk past him but who was I kidding? Of course his body posture was blocking my way out. I stood a few feet away from his stand with a blank face as my eyes bore into his.

"Can I pass?" - I asked.

"Nope." - he smirked in his boyish style. Crossing arms on his chest.

"Artem!" - I threatened. My patience was running thin.

"On one condition." - he demanded.

I rolled my eyes at him before giving in. -"spill it out."

"Kiss me." - his smirk grew even wider as he witnessed my face turn red shade.

I chocked on my saliva for a moment before I murmured. -"k-kiss you?"

"K.i.s.s, yes!" - he spelled mockingly.

"N-n-no! Not in a million years." - I argued.

"Come on, I know you want to. And trust me I've been dreaming of it too." - his eyes turned to something I couldn't quite put together.

I choose to rather ignore. -"Artem, just get out the way!"

"Please...." - he dragged. -"I promise you won't forget it." - he bragged playfully gripping his lip seductively.