Jongin's mind couldn't fully process what was happening at this moment, there were actual fireworks arupting in his head as their lips connected and his breath hitched when she finally pulled away from the stunned male.   He blinked twice, staring at her blankly until he finally realised what had happened.   The Shim Aeri had just kissed him, literally, she had just kissed him.   A smile broke onto his face, and his features lit up immediately upon realising exactly what had happened.   "You kissed me!" he exclaimed like a little child who had just received lolly, as he hugged her tightly again, the hotness in the room accelerating continuously.   Aeri chuckled lightly, although she couldn't hide the faint blush that had arose on her baby-cheeks. She didn't know why she had kissed him, but she just felt the need, the urge to seal his lips with a kiss.   As he clung onto her like a bear, she mumured shyly, "You know, my kisses don't happen often. Be lucky that you're the first guy I've kissed."   "Does that mean I'm your first kiss?" he teased, but then his eyes widened upon realisation of what he had said. He had completely forgotten that she had been harassed by her stepdad and he probably had stolen her first kiss...   "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that!" he hurriedly explained, breaking their hug and stared into her eyes worriedly.   She chuckled bitterly, "Don't worry about it, Jongin. Actually, he wasn't my first kiss."   "Huh?" Jongin replied dumbly, his hands placed firmly onto her shoulders.   She giggled and replied, "I gave my first kiss to a Chinese boy back in primary school before my mum remarried. Those were...good times, I guess."   A sad smile reflected on her face as she remembered the young and innocent part of her lifetime, when she had a happy family, when she had some-what friends, and when her stepdad never appeared to haunt her life.   "Aeri..." he whispered in a comforting tone, and he caressed her cheek lovingly, his hands running over her soft and pale skin.   Unknowingly, a tear slipped down her eyes and she whispered in a broken tone, "Jongin, my life was so beautiful before my dad left us, and then he just had to come and ruined my life. Do you know what he did to me?"    She blinked rapidly, trying to stop her useless tears but the opposite effect happened as more streamed out endlessly.   "No, I don't." Jongin whispered breathlessly, wiping her tears away with his gentle thumb.   Her voice wavered a little as she continued, "He....he was the man who took my ity. I...I still remember the night clearly as if it happened yesterday. It hurt, it hurt so, so much. He inflicted so much physical and mental pain that I...I went into depression and I started harming myself, like cutting and starving my body."   Unconsciously, Jongin's hands were clutched into a fist, fury burning inside. He had never heard her story, although he could somewhat piece them together, yet the truth hit him hard like a bus.   "That bastard," he muttered lowly, his eyes dark, reflecting his want to kill that horrific man.   "When he was finally sent into jail, my mum started to drink heavily, and she started abusing me too. I have a scar on my stomach, a wound from a beer bottle." she whispered, and touched the part of her stomach just to the right of her belly button.   Jongin's eyes flickered at