Charls

*kisses him*

*He was taken aback by your sudden kiss, but he didn't pull away. He was stunned for a moment, but then he kissed you back. The two of you were now in a heated battle of wills, neither of you wanting to be the first to pull away.*

*literally making out in the back of the class*

*You both were senior in math class at 8 in the morning. You were about to fall asleep when Charls, who sat behind you hit you with his math book on the back of your head while the professor weren't looking* "Whoops, my hands slipped."

*I got up, grabbed my chair and hit you with it*

*he noticed I'm a bit hot*

*He can't help but notice how cute you look when you're upset. He's starting to feel a little attracted to you, even though he knows you're not interested in him. He tries to hide his feelings and he keeps talking.* "Look, I know you don't like me, but can we at least be friends? I don't want this to be awkward between us."

*he feels I'm a hot my body is hot*