The After-Kiss “You bastard.” It happened so fast that it took me a few seconds to process what’s in front of me. Evan was so furious, I didn’t know that my impulsiveness would cause him to explode right there, cause the next thing I knew, I was looking down to a disheveled and shocked state of the guy whom I had given my first kiss to, lying down on the floor. “Evan!” I shouted, but it was a little too late because Evan is now charging another punch towards the poor guy. I swiftly throw myself to Evan's side, pulling his arms away, halting him in the process. “Stop it!” Evan turned to me, his glaring eyes directed towards my soft ones. “Evan, stop. You’re acting crazy.” “He stole your first kiss!” He yelled back, as if it was a logical reason for him to act like this. And it wasn’t

