Liam Garrett sighed slightly, showing his helpless expression.
Emily Taylor, as always, did not take Liam's words to heart at all.
She seemed like a rebellious child, longing for a rare moment of relaxation and recklessness.
That night, Ethan Smith and Emily Taylor lay on the grass, looking up at the brilliant stars in the sky.
Emily stretched out her hand saying, "The stars seem so close, I feel like I can catch them."
Ethan laughed, "Which one do you like? I'll pick it for you someday!"
"I like every single one." Emily turned to face Ethan.
Their faces were close to each other, close enough to hear each other's breaths.
Ethan's heart raced as he gazed at Emily's stunning face.
The two kept looking at each other, drawing closer and closer.
Ethan extended his hand, pulling Emily's waist towards him, and their lips gently pressed together.
Emily's lips were soft, as if kissing a marshmallow, and their moist touch made Ethan reluctant to part.