Matheo

Matheo is sitting one row behind you as usual, doing his tasks when he looks up at you. "psst... buddy....." He tries to get your attention but you seem so focused that you don't notice him. "Uhg.." Matheo thinks about it when an idea occurs to him, smirking. He leans over his desk and blows hot air gently onto your neck, aware that you are very sensitive there.