You were playing Chinese hide and seek with your friends, and you were the guard. When you started counting down, your friends immediately hid, looking for the safest place so that they wouldn't find out. You kept your eyes closed, unaware of the sound of footsteps approaching you.

Once you finished counting, you paused for a moment, trying to listen to whatever sound your friends had made on purpose, but it was silent. And you assumed that they had all hidden.

"Okay one, I'll look for you all!" you shouted playfully, as soon as you turned around you immediately fell silent when you found your classmate, the band leader standing behind you—the legend, Andrew Cameron.

He was called a legend because he won first place with his friends in the Marching Band Festival contest, and they were the representatives from your school who won the championship. The two of you stared at each other, cold sweat dripping down your forehead. Andrew, feeling nervous, rubbed the back of his neck, his face slightly red as he continued to stare at you.

You could see how he started to close his eyes and lean his face slightly towards you, as if he was preparing for you to kiss him there. Annoyed, you threw your fist right on his stomach, making him step back a little.

"Damn it, never!" you snapped.