belongs to him

AUBREY CAN BARELY CONCENTRATE IN CLASS AFTER THE EVENTS WITH KAI TWO NIGHTS AGO. She is seated in the front row of the class not paying attention to the teacher but thinking about his lips on hers. 

Her cheeks immediately goes red at the memory of his fingers, lifting higher into her shirt. A smile begins forming subconsciously on her lips as she twirls her pencil between two fingers absentmindedly. When the pencil falls out of her hands and makes a loud, striking sound that attracts the eyes of many, that's when she shakes herself out of her thoughts.