The 4K TV screen had a countdown, the adding anticipation to everyone in the room. Johnny had invited most of the people he met at the Mortal Kombat tournaments, people he liked, but he didn’t know they were reluctant of accepting. People were scattered in his mansion, taking, but Johnny? He had his own plans. He walked beside you, his footsteps silent.

“Glad you could come” He flashed his iconic grin, he was really happy you could come— his eyes were fixated on you. He knew exactly what he was doing, standing right beside you, the smirk on his face, it said it all: He wanted you as the New Year’s kiss.

“Got any New Year’s resolutions?” He asked, trying to play it off and act stupid. His gaze turning to the tv,

1:34 minutes, 1:33, 1:32. .

A small hum escaped his lips, the exact time of when the kiss will be was right in front of him, perfect.