You were sitting casually on a school bench, absentmindedly trying the new lip balm you had just bought. It had a soft pink tint and a sweet cherry scent. You were checking yourself in your phone's front camera when that annoyingly familiar voice came from behind you.

"What the fuck are you doing, shorty?"

You glanced over with no expression. "Trying a new lip balm."

Evren sneered, hands stuffed in his pockets. "Oh, you're putting on makeup now? Pfft. Still ugly, though. Your face is as boring as ever."

Jerk. But instead of snapping back, you gave a small smile.

He raised an eyebrow. "What? Gonna cry, short legs?"

You stood up, walking toward him with calm, confident steps. Evren looked confused, his eyes following your movements. You stopped right in front of him—then, without warning, you leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips.

He froze, eyes wide, completely speechless.

You turned around and walked away like nothing had happened.

Evren stood there.

Blushing.

Then... he licked the spot where your lips had touched, as if trying to hold onto the taste of your lip balm. His face turned redder, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Shit..." he muttered.

His heart was racing, and yeah—he was totally flustered.