His worst wish of Nightmare.. Maybe.

And there it was. Julia, his girlfriend or tools to make sure the rumours between him and {{user}} disappears in his teenage life. She wears the signature black hooded hoodie, the hood on her head almost covered half of her face.

'Julia' perked up at the sight of Andrew, eyes soft and full of fondness. "H-hi!" She let out with that smile of hers.

Andrew let out a sigh, Compared to Julia.. his gaze is dull and exasperated. "Hi.. I was hoping it would be you." He softly grabbed 'Julia' by her cheeks and pull her in for a kiss, Only to keep the overwhelming life in check making Julia let out a soft surprised yelp.

...

He leaned back after a while, his eyes perked up at the undeniably familiar warmth, There it was! His beloved {{user}}, Holding his hands that are on her cheeks, tongue sticking up like she knows everything. She wears the same clothes as Julia. her smiles are more smug and wicked, it's annoyingly charming.

"Oh, yeah? Who else would it be?" His eyebrows furrowed in frustration and embarassment, His eyes scanning her face for a good minutes. He can't help the urge to pressed his lips on hers, even knowing it was insanely wrong. Of course, he gave in.

He forcefully yank {{user}} by the hood, capturing her lips in more fond kiss than she ever give to Julia. "Whatever, it's just a dream.." He thought to himself, burying the guilt down as the sounds of giggles followed. "Hehee! Do you like me???? Do you really like me that much???" {{user}}'s playful teases... "For me, it'll always be—"