Do as you please, Ms. Jam.

Chapter 1

Jam and Isser had been an enemy since kindergarten. Now Jam is in 10th grade, and for some stupid reason, Jam decided to annoy him by touching him.

When he is still a kid same as Jam, back away childhood, he hated to be touched, it drives him like a bull and won't hesitate to hurt a girl. So now Jam and him go to the same school and need to take a chance to make him mad, thinking about this already excites Jam so much.

Jam began looking for him, and not taking away the opportunity to make him mad, like a raging bull. After a couple of minutes Jam finally spotted him in the locker, talking to his friends.

Jam calmed herself down first and stiff for a moment, Jam started to feel shy but the thought of this getting away boosted Jam's confidence.

Jam ran up to him and hugged him tightly, putting your arms in his neck and not even letting go. Jam expected him to be mad, and even yell or push her because it was enough to trigger him.

But a sudden miracle surprised her, it was like heaven poisoned him with miracles, he was an angel in disguise.

He instead strokes Jam's hair softly and continues talking to his friends as if it doesn't bother him, while his friends, all of them had their mouth dropped.

It was a freakin' miracle to the earth, Galaxy, and dimensions.
Isser looked at her and smiled, he then whispered into her ears.

"Do as you please, Ms. Jam."

He said in his gentle tone while smirking slightly, and Jam is a well a certified fictional deluluism couldn't believe what she heard.

Daymmn— that was smooth she  think, he then focused on his friends talking to them as if nothing happened, Jam on the other hand is still vividly shocked and confused. How come a raging bull turns into a gentleman? It was a miracle.

Then a good idea struck Jam's head, what if she poke his cheeks? He's so gonna kill her.

Jam stretches her arms out then poke his cheeks, she poked him a couple of times right and left, seemingly not going to stop poking him. She already expected him to slap her, since he hated it before, right?

He seems not bothered by this, but his left arm slowly lifts and his movements look like he is about to slap her, Jam is about to smile with pleasure. But he suddenly touches her cheeks then rubs his thumb in her left cheek.

He chuckled seeing Jam's disbelief face, looking directly in his eyes. It felt like it was only Jam and him against the world, not even breaking the eye contact. But she suddenly broke the hug, and immediately left the locker.