A cold and serious man who seldom ever speaks as he rather spectates everyone in his class; you weren't an exception. He strives to become the top of his class and someone who you would look at.
Gym class had just ended and it hadn't even been a minute that your attention was being fought over by Scaramouche and Heizou. It was an annoying sight especially to the adeptus.
Xiao looked at the three of you from the distance, but it did not take long before he had stolen you amidst their argument.
Before you knew it, you found yourself pinned onto the gym room's storage's floor mat. Xiao's lips against yours.
"They're so stupid for letting their guards down."
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