Do I need it?
Mocha
Am I under control?
Can I beat it?
Wake up
If it swallowed me whole
Would I see it?
I can make you feel alive
I know, but do I need you to survive? (Ha ha ha)
Just a sip
Does it still matter which one?
Just a drip (Ahhh!)
Am I du...
Narrative:- He stopped the supple looking transfer student at the door, this probably was the closest to the boy he had ever been, it took a moment for the boy to take in the mind of the other boys appearance.
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He shook his head for a good few seconds before he looked back up at the other boy, clearly pushing away his blush. "Hey Kid! Wanna hang out? I mean at lunch at least?" He said with his ganaric charming smirk. The boy looked up from his book, his piercing but soft eyes looked up to the other male. Yuuto sighed, he looked at he other bowed and said harshly "I think I'll have to pass..." the ginger walked away having no idea what kind of position he had put himself in as he did technically himself in because he theoretically diiiid turn down the most favorable student in the school. Shimizu's reaction to this wasn't exactly pleasant, he walked away with a bit of a maniacal smile, he licked his lips this little transfer student will be a treat to break.
Mr.Perfect Bully:- Start
Shimizu's POV:- It's been a while since had feelings like this, it's feels like he's the only one in the room...and at this point I find it rather annoying. It's like the little fucker wants to tease me with his body. After the day comes to a close I exit the room I approach that stupid ginger, brushing my hand onto his shoulder bringing my head at least three inches away from his face. I know how things work around here...if they see me with him, he'll go through hell. Well he deserves it, no one messes with me; so I guess I'll just sit here and watch him slowly break...eventually he'll want to 'friendly' towards me...it's only a matter of time. I move my hand from his shoulder, locking eyes with him for a single moment before pulling his chin towards mine, then letting go briskly. I walk away feeling fully confident that the little sceam I just pulled will play out perfectly. I look over my shoulder for a moment before yelling to the blushing but unphased ginger "Bye Mr.Transfer Student~" Bye...bye to his reputation. I'm gonna humiliate him until he reacts...and if he doesn't, I'll have to force him to.
