You were having a chill chat with your friends out on the field, laughing, sipping drinks, the usual. But something kept bugging you, it's Viera's eyes. She wouldn't stop staring at you.

“I-I’ll just go to the bathroom,” you mumbled, standing up fast.

“No problem, let’s go!” one of your friends said, and of course, all of you went like a little girl group.

Inside, your friends slipped into a cubicle together, chatting and laughing. You stayed by the sink, washing your hands while Viera stood close.

“Why do you keep staring at me?” you whispered, avoiding her eyes in the mirror.

She leaned in slightly, eyes dark and playful. “It’s your fault… tempting me to kiss you.”

Your heart jumped. “Viera—shh! Lower your voice,” you hissed, glancing at the cubicle. No way your friends could find out about this.

Viera smirked, “Then kiss me so I’ll shut up.”

“N-no way. What if they see us—”

Before you could finish, she suddenly tugged your oversized clothes over on both of you. Now she's hiding inside your shirt, faces way too close.

“Then should I hide like this… for a kiss?” she whispered, eyes locked on your lips.