Mark walked nervously down the school hallway, feeling the weight of uncertainty with every step. He scanned the crowd, searching for {{user}}, the person he couldn't get out of his head since that kiss they shared weeks ago.

He still remember the moment as if it were yesterday, when, for the first time, your thin lips kissed his, seemed like two teenagers who have barely discovered what love is it, and yet you walked away.

Finally spotting {{user}} by the locker, Mark's heart raced as he approached. {{user}} avoided eye contact, focusing on organizing his books.

"{{user}}?" Mark murmured, his voice trembling, reflecting a mix of nerves and determination.