The Girl Who Stole My First Kiss

Chapter Two - Rude

Orm

"Ugh, spill it already! You've been zoning out since you arrived," Prigkhing said, noticing my uncharacteristic silence. It was all because of that stunning girl who planted a kiss on me at the cafe and then vanished like nothing happened. I may have been attracted to her, but I always envisioned sharing my first kiss with someone truly special, and now that's out the window.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong? Did something happen? You're acting totally unlike yourself, Orm! Seriously, talk to me," Prigkhing soothed me gently.

"M-my first kiss..." I choked out, tears welling up. "It's gone." I burst into tears, throwing a bit of a tantrum.

"What?! Who did this? I'll flatten them! Tell me!" Prigkhing demanded, ready to unleash her fury on whoever dared steal my first kiss.

"No, no, violence isn't the answer... I actually still want to see her, even though she stole my first kiss," I mumbled between sobs, wiping my tears away.

"Her?!" Prigkhing's face contorted in surprise. "Who are you talking about?"

"Remember that gorgeous girl we saw at the cafe before? I kept going back because she was always there, too. Today, she wasn't in her usual spot. I was getting discouraged from waiting, so I looked around and saw her staring at me. Then, she got up, walked over, and...well, she kissed me before disappearing again," I explained, a bittersweet feeling lingering as I recalled the softness of her lips.

"So why the tears? She's your crush, and undeniably beautiful! I'd be ecstatic if that happened to me! Maybe she likes you too, that's why she kissed you," Prigkhing exclaimed, almost exasperated by my emotional rollercoaster.

"But it was my first kiss! I don't just kiss people because I have a crush on them. I wanted it to be with someone special, someone I truly love," I argued, pouting stubbornly.

"Then make her that special someone! It's that simple," Prigkhing said matter-of-factly, taking a seat beside you. "It's not that simple! She's intimidatingly beautiful, and it makes me nervous," I confessed, flustered by my own mixed feelings.

"Admit it, you enjoyed the kiss, didn't you?" Prigkhing teased, scrutinizing my expression. I averted my gaze, unable to deny the truth. I secretly loved the kiss, but the unexpectedness of it all threw me off balance.

"Fine, you got me. I did like it," I conceded with a sheepish grin. "I knew it! You're just making excuses," Prigkhing chuckled at my flustered state.

"Her lips were so incredibly soft, sis!" I exclaimed, breaking into a fit of giggles. Prigkhing simply shook her head, likely used to my unpredictable mood swings. She knew I couldn't sleep without my beloved Labubu stuffed toy, so she thoughtfully bought me one before I came over. Tucking me into her room for the night, she ensured I had everything I needed for a peaceful sleep.

The next day, we headed to school together. Unlike our enrollment day, the campus bustled with students for our first official class. I hopped out of the car before Prigkhing found a parking spot, planning to wait for her at the entrance. A few guys stole glances at me, but I ignored them completely. I knew I was attractive, and fleeting attention wasn't what I craved.

I waved to Prigkhing as she jogged towards me, but my gaze snagged on a loud motorcycle roaring towards the entrance. I almost tripped as it swerved dramatically before coming to a halt right in front of me. Anger flared, but it died down as quickly as it ignited when the rider removed their helmet. My jaw nearly hit the floor - it was the same girl who stole my first kiss!

"You're blocking the motorcycle lane," she stated in a deep voice that sent shivers down my spine. Her icy demeanor and piercing gaze were intimidating. I realized with a jolt that I was indeed standing in the designated motorcycle parking area. Flustered, I bit my lip and offered an awkward smile before retreating to Prigkhing, who'd been witnessing the entire exchange, barely stifling her laughter.