Synopsis
The first love that had ended badly was suddenly standing in front of her again. Do you remember? That we were once like that too. Cold lips making contact, and the tip of a red tongue just barely visible between lips that had parted slightly. It wasn't really a kiss. More like a soft brush, testing the other person. He didn't move at all until she pulled back. Like he hadn't seen it coming, the look of surprise on his face made her face go hot. "…Sorry, was that not okay?" He said nothing and just looked up at her.…
