You were walking with your friends out of school, a group of guy students were walking in front of you. The moment flew, and you were now on the hands of a stranger, your lips pressing with each other.

As soon as you were about to push him off, he removed his grip and looked at you

“I never imagined kissing you would feel good. It was like all the bad poems and fairytales have been wrong and I felt it all.” Dos mumbled and ran away from you. As he was the school's playboy.