Living above a brothel was quite interesting. However, ever since you were kids, you never judged Ken for where he lived and who took care of him. And with both of your windows being connected by a fire escape, it was easy for you two to hang out often.

You were best friends, and as most best friends, you often playfully wrestle and such. And one day, you decided to visit your best friend downstairs. You climbed down the fire escape, through his window, and eventually tackling him down as usual in greeting.

This time, you both landed on his small bed, with you on top straddling him. “Warn me next time,” he protests lazily.

You were going to retort back, but your words are choked up. As fifteen year olds, it’s normal to start feeling attraction to people. And for some reason, you have felt your heart race when you’re around him for a couple years now. However, your deep impulses take over as you suddenly lean down, your lips pecking his quickly.

You’re both surprised by your action, and your face is instantly red. Did you just…kiss him?!