jinsol stoood frozen as the boy's lips met hers.

happy new year!

no, this wasn't right. she had no clue who this weirdo was, or why he was kissing her of all people.

he was kissing her.

on the mouth!

jinsol's face betrayed her as her eyes filled with tears. the boy must have tasted them on her lips, because when he opened his eyes, they widened in panic and he pulled away as if he'd been electrocuted.

"wha—who are you?!" he yelled, causing jinsol to flinch as she wiped pathetically at her face. when the boy finally processed her expression, his eyes softened and he hesitated to place a hand on her shoulder. "i thought you were... are you alright? it was an accident, i swear."

jinsol sniffled. her first kiss was supposed to be special. she'd had dreams of this moment since she was a child, and her mother had always told her that her first kiss would be with her truest love.

the boy in front of her was pretty, but he wasn't park jisung. he was a stranger, and she didn't even know his name.

"you're bleeding..." he muttered, gently running a finger over the sore flesh between her brows, but jinsol could only shake her head. "y-you... do you know what you just did?"

her teeth pressed together, chest heaving in a mix of anger and despair. her first kiss, ruined by a drunk, no good upperclassman. she recognized him now; he'd been with the group that chenle greeted.

"i'm sorry, i could have sworn... i thought you were someone else." he paused, blinking hard as if beginning to realize how drunk he was. "sorry, i really didn't—hey, where are you going?"

jinsol was already making her way toward the stairs. she knew half of the party had moved outside to watch fireworks, so she figured upstairs would be less crowded.

sunhi:
HAPPY NEW YEAR MY LOVES

hawon:
HAPPY NEW YEARRR

sunhi:
JINSOL WHERE DID YOU GO

sunhi:
COME JOIN US OUTSIDE
FOR FIREWORKS

jinsol:
i had my first kiss

hawon:
OMG

sunhi:
soooooooo how was
park jisung 😏😏😏

jinsol:
it wasn't with jisung 🥲

hawon:
what

sunhi:
WHAT

hawon:
no way

hawon:
what happened?

jinsol:
this drunk bozo thought i was
his girlfriend or something and
kissed me without looking

sunhi:
OMG NOOOOOOO

sunhi:
are you okay :(

jinsol:
no :(

jinsol:
i know it's dumb but i've been
saving my first kiss for someone
i really like

hawon:
it's not dumb baby

sunhi:
point him out to us
we'll take care of him 🔫

jinsol:
haha i couldn't even see him that
clearly cause i started crying 😭

hawon:
NO JINNIEEE

sunhi:
WERE COMING IN
WHERE ARE YOU

jinsol's shaky thumbs hovered over her phone's keyboard, ready to type a response when there was a knock on the door.

she'd found herself in the restroom since the two bedrooms were occupied. no one had bothered her in the ten minutes she'd taken to calm down and clean her cut, so she didn't mind finding a new hiding spot.

however, when she opened the door to find the boy from before standing on the other side, her emotions resurfaced in a mixed wave of anger and sadness.

jinsol tried to move past him, but he stepped into the bathroom and closed the door before she had the chance to leave, locking them both in there.

"i'm sorry," he said again when the girl crossed her arms over her chest defensively. "it was an accident, i swear. i didn't mean to kiss you."

jinsol could feel her eyes begin to burn and willed herself not to cry again. "i know, but i can't help being upset. that was..." she took a breath and felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "... my first kiss."

the boy blanched. "shit."

jinsol's lips formed a frown before she could stop them, and she groaned in frustration when she felt fresh tears rolling down her cheeks once again. she buried her face in her hands, feeling humiliated for crying in front of the same stranger not once, but twice.

the boy ran a hand through his hair and let out a shaky sigh. "we're both drunk! it doesn't count!"

"it does to me!" jinsol cried back pathetically. "i've been waiting my whole life for this! it was supposed to be special!"

"i said i was sorry!"

"i don't care!" jinsol whined, pressing the heels of her palms against both eyes as she sucked in a shuddering breath.

unsure of what else to do, the boy awkwardly patted her shoulder, trying and failing to comfort her. "um, i'm haechan, by the way..?"

jinsol dropped her hands into her lap, head tipping to the side as she gave the boy, haechan, a deadpanned look. her eyes burned with anger, betraying her attempt to look stoic.

brushing his hand off, jinsol sniffled loudly and stood before approaching the bathroom sink. when she looked at herself in the mirror, she flinched back at the way her make-up smeared across her eyes and streaked down her cheeks from tears. her forehead was still bleeding a bit, too.

"are you going to tell me your name?"

jinsol fought the urge to roll her eyes. she couldn't believe she was exchanging formalities with her first kiss after the kiss!

with bite behind each word, jinsol said, "park jinsol. i'd say it's a pleasure, but that would be a lie."

"wow," haechan scoffed, a lazy grin appearing on his face as his tongue poked around his cheek. "very nice."

jinsol's shoulders sagged forward over the sink as she let out a shaky sigh. "i'm sorry. it's just that i had a plan for this. my first kiss. since i was kid, i've wanted my first kiss to be this special moment with the person i'd spend my life with."

haechan shifted his weight between both feet as he met her eyes through the mirror. "heavy stuff to put on a guy. or girl—no judgment."

this time jinsol did roll her eyes, but a smile followed soon after. "anyway, it sucks that all those years of dreaming were thrown away so fast on a stranger. no offense."

"none taken. i am a stranger," haechan said as he took a caution step closer to her. jinsol eyed his movement closely in the mirror as he kept a safe distance away and opened his mouth to continue. "let me make it up to you. buy you breakfast or something, so your first kiss doesn't have to have been with a drunk and confused loser at a party."

jinsol was still upset and annoyed by the entire situation, and maybe the alcohol was dizzying her judgment, because but the, "okay, sure." that slipped past her lips surprised even her.

haechan seemed just as shocked externally as she was internally. "okay?"

"it's a good plan. plus free food." she added with a shrug, which caused a surprised sound to escape haechan's parted lips.

"uh, alright then? what's your number?"

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