His hands were roaming your body and his lips covered yours. You pressed yourself into him and he slipped a hand up your shirt. Another hand tilted your chin up and you gasped. His tongue came out to trace the outline of your mouth and you knotted your fingers in his hair.

            He smelled so good and you didn’t know if you could handle this anymore. Your head was about to burst from a lack of oxygen and your senses were overwhelmed. His lips were back over yours and he on your bottom lip.

            He hand was rubbing slowly along your back and his free one slipped itself into the back pocket of your jeans. You stepped in closer, trying to get as much of him as you could. His teeth scraped across your tongue.

            “What are you two doing on school property?”

            In a panic, you broke away from him and nearly tripped over his feet. Your face burned as you saw the angry, pinched expression your principal had on. “Choi Junhong, ____, the two of you should be ashamed of yourselves for doing this. And are you not in your proper school uniforms?”

            A vein was now throbbing on Mr. Ahn’s forehead. Despite your humiliation and nervousness, you prayed he wouldn’t pop a vessel. “The two of you, in my now.”

            Zelo bumped your hip and took your hand as you followed the irate elder into his lair. “I’ve never been in trouble before,” you whispered to him.

            He winked. “Don’t worry, I will make sure-”

            “Quiet!” Mr. Ahn had turned around again. He saw your locked hands and nearly had an aneurism. “No skinship allowed in this school!” You dropped your hands immediately and Zelo snickered slightly. “Is something the matter, Mr. Choi?”

            “No,” he saluted.

            “Sit,” the principal ordered. “Do you realize the grave line you have crossed? You are not allowed to be canoodling while on school property. The two of you are still minors and it is simply not allowed in an academic setting. And Mr. Choi, your hands need to remain at your sides at all times. You are not allowed to touch a lady, and,” he turned to you, glaring, “A lady should be indignant when someone touches her in that way.”

            You couldn’t help it. You had to work to stifle a giggle. This was ridiculous. The two of you were getting in trouble and the principal was too delicate to voice out what exactly you were doing. Canoodling? The very word made you want to laugh.

            “Your behavior is inexcusable, and I’m ashamed, considering how the two of you are the best students in your grade. Why you would let yourselves be caught in such a compromising situation I do not understand. Please don’t let me see this again. The disgrace. You’re lucky it was I who saw you. Had it been another teacher of more delicate constitution, I’m afraid they simply would not have been able to handle the graphic display the two of you were putting on.”

            You could hear his sharp intake of breath as your partner in crime tried to control his own fit of giggles as well. The principal continued to give the two of you his death glare. The vein on his forehead had receded a bit, you noticed. “The two of you will have to stay after school and clean up the entire place. You will be doing whatever the janitors tell you to do. And you are not allowed to be together while doing it.”

            You bowed to him. “Yes, teacher.” He waved impatiently for the two of you to leave.

            The moment you left the office, you released the fit of laughter that you had tried so hard to hold in. Zelo pounded his fist against the bulletin board. “I honestly thought I would wet my pants, dying of inward laughter. Canoodling? What is this man, eighty years old? And when he was talking about ladies and delicateness, I wanted to laugh.”

            You grabbed his hand. “Ya, you got us in trouble, though!”

            Zelo hugged you to him. “Go to class, babe, I’ll see you after.”

            When the ending bell rang, you reported to the basement for your punishment. Zelo was already there and he was chatting it up with the nice janitors. “I see the two of you have been caught being naughty in school,” the head security guard winked. “The punishment here says, you two have to help with our cleaning. That shouldn’t be a problem. Grab a broom and clean up the backstage of the theater. I want that place spotless. When you’re done, you can leave.”

            The two of you took brooms and headed backstage. Zelo gave you a thumbs up. “See, I told you things wouldn’t be too bad. It helps to know who the person executing your punishment is.”

            You stuck your tongue out at him and started to sweep seriously. When you had a decent pile of dust bunnies gathered, you reached for the dustbin only to have Zelo snatch it away. “Ya, give it! I want to go home!”

            Zelo pushed you into the dressing room. “But we’re here alone, wouldn’t you rather spend your time with me?” He blinked at you.

            You pushed him away. “Let’s get cleaning done first.” He groaned and helped you sweep in a frenzy. When you were done, he looked around and waggled his eyebrows at you.

            “We work fast. Now how about my reward?”

            You used your broom to swat him on the behind. “How about you get your reward after, when we’re no longer on school campus?”
            He smiled broadly. “Sounds like a plan to me!”

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