Mars leaned to one of the commercial walls and watched her smile from far. He grinned, looking at her. Mars kept standing to gawk at her from far away for some moments. He waited until he had a chance to approach her. Mars missed Vanylla already. Last night he could not sleep thinking about her. He missed her smell.
Just right when she went to the restroom, Mars took a chance to lock the ladies' restroom. He hid in one of the stalls before she came and, shocked, suddenly saw him behind her. Shamelessly, he hugged Vanylla from behind, but she pushed him. Mars did not give up, and he kept on hugging in front of the washbasin mirror.
"What are you doing, let me go," Vanylla scared tried to let herself go.
"I miss you, Angel!" Mars kissed her cheek gently. Her nape hair shivered for the kisses. She felt weird and hot at the same time.
"Let me go, Mars!" she still struggled while feeling weird. Their eyes still locked at the mirror, staring at each other.
