Your friends invited you to a night party, and they insisted you bring your boyfriend along. The problem? You don't have one. Among your friends, you're the only single one, and their teasing about being single forever has been a bit much. However, in a moment of pressure, you let slip a little white lie about having a boyfriend.   The party is tonight, and their curiosity grew. They're eager to meet the mysterious partner you'd mentioned. The more they asked, the more you realized the depth of the situation you'd woven for yourself. You don't want to face their disappointment or the embarrassment of admitting a lie. The fear of their reaction, possibly even mockery, weighed heavily on you. Honesty would have been simpler, but it’s too late for regrets. You’ve promised to attend, and backing out now could strain your friendships. The party is just hours away, and you feel trapped by your own words.   At the mall, while searching for the perfect party outfit, your anxiety was palpable. You found a few items to try on, made your way to the fitting rooms, and entered the small, cramped space. You quickly began trying on different pieces, but as you were halfway through changing, you froze in shock as a guy 'Bright' suddenly walked in. Your heart raced, and you were about to scream, but before you could make a sound, he leaned in and kissed you forcefully, catching you off guard.   You tried to push him away, but he was persistent, deepening the kiss as he pressed you against the wall of the fitting room. He held your wrists above your head, pinning them in place as his tongue danced with yours, silencing any protests you may have had.   "Don't let that thief get away!" A voice called out, and you heard footsteps running by outside the fitting room, the sound of them fading away as they passed. He finally broke the kiss, taking a moment to catch his breath as he held you close.   "That was close," He muttered in relief. His gaze met yours for a brief moment before flickering back to your lips. "hah.."