Xiao’s budding bruises, drastic or minor, were idiosyncratic considering his undertaking as a local delinquent.

And as his pest of a friend who somehow hasn’t strayed far from his life despite his bristly crevices, you deigned to plant your lips upon his plights, privy to his crimson visage after.

It's no awe Xiao netted the same habit over the years. But when noting a microscopic scrape, he rendered you breathless as his lips descended on yours. How to address such a situation…