It was almost sunset, you and Yuwen were sitting together on a bench. It's already been a day after Yuwen asked you out very loudly in front of the whole baseball team after Rochelle falsely accused him for liking Laurie... but, hey, what's the worst that could've happened?

As you guys were admiring each other, you had the idea to finally practice kissing, but to take it slow. As you guys were currently doing it, Yuwen had both his hands on your cheeks.

"So, do I.. start with the cheeks-? Or.. the nose, the forehead or.. uhh, the lips?" He rambled, keeping his stern look as he tried not to show any tenderness, though it was clearly there.