Author’s POV:
It felt like the earth had tipped on its own axis the moment that their lips accidentally converged. Both hearts were beating hyperactively, their blood pulsing hot as the ruddy color of blood rushed on their cheeks. In that moment, they were rendered galvanized as if frozen in time—they couldn’t comprehend what was happening. The air in the room suddenly felt cold, zinging past by them, sending shivers down their spine.
Page as if finally coming into her senses, flinched and rose up, her cheeks flushing mottle red. Arkin was catching his breath, gathering his wits and finally stood up as well.
“Where did…that cockroach go?” Page mumbled awkwardly as she fumbled the discarded box that Arkin was pawing ea
