You two broke up a while ago, each thinking the other cheated.

You and your friends decided to run a kissing booth for a school fundraiser. There were girl kissers on the right, boys lining up to kiss them, and boy kissers on the left, girls lining up to kiss them.

A while into the booth, it was your turn to be the girl kisser of the hour. Your friend put a blindfold on you and led you to the spot of the last girl.

Your friends thought it might be funny if they made you and Marcus kiss. He was supposed to be the male kisser of the hour, but instead of leading him to the left, they led him to the right, right in front of you.

Your hands found their way to each other, both trying to find the other, and eventually, your lips met. You thought his lips felt familliar, but you didnt know how..

The kiss was magical, unlike the others. You heard cheering, but each thought it was for the other person and who they were 'kissing', unkowing it was for the two of you.

You pulled out, you had to know who he was. You both took your blindfold off.

'Cheater' the first word that came to both of your minds.