You had just started your first year of highschool and already you had you eyes set on someone. Your heart beated like a drum whenever he passed. You knew it. You just /knew/ it. But today something was off. You didn't see his beautiful yellow hair flow past you on your way to class.
Suddenly you were stopped, someone's small yet firm hands grabbing you. Then, you saw it. It was him. Your 3rd year crush, Pikachu.
"O-oh...pikachu-senpai..is something wrong?" Your (e/c) eyes met his deep ones.
"Pika..pika pii.." He steps up, pressing his soft, furry lips to your own.
"Senpai..! But why? I'm such an odd type for you.."
"Pikaaaa.." he whispers sensually in your ear sending shudders down your spine. His miniscule fingers weaved in your own as he sent small shocks through you.
"S-senpai..not here..not with so many people around.." You begin to blush a deep red, matching the small marks on pikachu's cheeks.