‘What are you doing? Waiting for me to kiss you?’ I could hear him giggled in amusement. I opened my eyes, just to see his face was inches from mine. I could see clearly his face. His eyes and pink lips. I wanted to move away but somehow, I just stayed still, looking at his perfect features.

‘You know, you’re a very interesting girl. And you do look prettier up close. If you like me, just say so.’

Suddenly, my face felt hot. Me? Liking him? No way!

‘Mwo? Ani.’ I tried to stand up and leave but he managed to get a hold on my shoulders.

‘No. Stay.’ He leaned in closer towards my face and kissed my lips gently. His kiss was so gentle and his lips were so soft and warm. I never experience this kind of things but naturally, I closed my eyes and started to give in, too drowned in his world of sweetness and fluffiness. 

Without me noticing, his hands slowly crept on my waist, pulling me closer to him as the kiss was getting deeper and more passionate. I didn’t know what I was doing because it was still new to me. His kiss’ different from Myungsoo’s which was harsh and cold.

After a few minutes, both of us pulled away gasping for air. I looked down, feeling so embarrassed to look at his eyes.

‘Myungsoo’s so stupid for treating you like trash.’ He held my chin up, forcing me to look at him and once again, our lips touched and the same thing happened. But I kinda liked it.

But during our second kiss, I felt like something’s wrong. Myungsoo could be home anytime, judging from the time. It’s almost midnight. I pushed Nam Woohyun’s firm body away and got up from the bench.