I saw how his lips tremble upon my touch. I never touch a man like this but I'm no innocent. This is also my first, but I know what I'm doing-while he obviously has no idea about these things. "You, okay?" I asked with an unusual raspy voice. He hardly gulps twice after my question. "L-Lia. . . this is. . ." "What?" I whispered as my eyes wandered all over his pretty face until it settled on his cherry red lips. "W-what?" he stuttered. The cabinet on his back creaked when he vainly tried to step backward for the nth time. I shook my head in disappointment and grinned as I pulled his big eyeglasses off his face. My grin widened. "Buckle up, nerd." I said before I gripped the collar of his very neat uniform and crashed my lips to his-taking away his innocence. Note: Cover photo is not mine, credits to the owner.

The S #1 Hindi ako santa. I'm not nice on a daily basis. I've done things that conservatives and prudes will frown upon. I've got vices and guilty pleasures. I've done things that good and obedient students wouldn't. I've done the worse thing that you could do to a friend. Yeah, people will say I'm bad, but I don't care though. I'm every bad thing... And he's the complete opposite of me. He's an achiever, he's nice and patient, he's prim and proper, he's all things that are good. Me? I'm bad for him. I will only drag him down. That's what they say.... But will I care this time, though?