Xion couldn't stop thinking about what Jungkook did that day. It gave her a variety of feelings; some of which that she didn't want to feel. This was her first intimate relationship with a boy ever, and she didn't want to ravage what was building between them. She only thought of him as a friend, and had an ideal way to start an actual relationship with someone. She wanted them to be her best friend for a long time, and do everything together until she was comfortable enough to kiss or hold hands. Unfortunately she knew and talked to very few people, and a majority of them were happily in a relationship or not to her taste. Jungkook was the only one making an effort on trying to date her, but she felt as if it was too soon. She knew good things would happen if the both of them waited. 

Right after the occurrence, she shyly sped walk home and locked herelf in her room. Did that really just happen? Why did he do that? What if he asks me out soon? Inumerable questions were present in her head, and it was driving her crazy. She just wanted to sleep, but that kiss made her think of doltish things until about 2 in the morning. Instead of pondering about it, she decided to conciliate herself by drawing what she was feeling. This was not constructive, so she went downstairs to make herself a cup of chamomile tea. On the way back to her room, she realized that her mom was sleeping on the couch with messed up make up present on her face. Xion frowned, placed her cup of tea o