Jenny's Perspective
I wanted to die. He kissed me, right on the lips. It wasn't a quick peck. It was something more passionate. Something that felt more meaningful than the tiny peck I gave him.
I felt embarrassed. Leaving him alone in the night doesn't help either.
As soon as I walked into my house, I literally felt like I was going to die. My mom must've noticed it too.
"Why is your face all red?" She asked with curiosity sketched on her face. "Was it Namjoon?"
With that question my face blushed into an even deeper red. "Y-yes, actually yes it was" I honestly answered.
"What ever he's doing, I hope you guys are being responsible and using protection."
"Mom!" Who does she think I am?! "I'm still innocent! I haven't done anything close to that!"
"Ok ok. Relax." She chuckled. "I was just kidding, I know you know better"
I let out a slight sigh of relief. Thank god she didn't think I was a hoe.
"Tomorrow's the Talent Show," She started, " Are you ready for it?"
Of course I was not ready. How could I be ready? It's a practical date with Namjoon. Someone I've liked for three years. I was not ready for it but at the same time I was so excited and ecstatic for it.
"I guess I am." I finally responded quietly. "Welp, I'm going to bed now, since it's dark. Good night, mom. Sleep well." I said quickly before I left to my room.
I already knew I was going to have trouble sleeping tonight.
