You got home and threw your bag on the bed. You stepped into the shower and let the water run down your skin. So he kissed you. An idol kissed you. Then it sunk in...

An idol kissed you!

"Holy !" you cussed out as the shampoo gets into your eyes "Ow ow ow ow." you chanted repeatedly while washing off. But really? How did it happened? What had dawned to him that made him kiss you? Was he drunk? Did his hormones went wrong? Or he's just ually frustrated?

"Why did he kiss me?" you ask yourself "I didn't even push him away! What's happening?" you just stood there without a word and then sighs "Well, at least I got my camera back." you smiled to youself. You dug into your bag but you see the camera nowhere to be found. "Wait! He didn't even gave the camera back!" you shouted. You dug the bag again to call him but his phone was also nowhere to be found. "No! He must've took it somehow and I don't even have his number! Otteokhae?!" you sink your head into the pillow and screamed.

Dumb _____, how can you be so distracted with his handsome facade?