It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t perfect. But somehow…
Punch had always been the kind of guy who hid his feelings behind silence. But with her, it was different. She saw through him—the way his eyes softened when she laughed, the way his voice changed when he said her name.
That night felt quieter than usual. The world slowed down, like it was waiting for something to happen. They stood close, closer than ever before, both pretending not to notice how fast their hearts were beating.
“Why are you so quiet?” she whispered, smiling softly.
Punch didn’t answer right away. He just looked at her… really looked at her, like he was trying to memorize every detail.
And then, without overthinking, without fear… he leaned in.
That first kiss wasn’t just a kiss.
It was all the words he never said.
All the feelings he tried to hide.
All the moments that led them right there.
Soft. Nervous. Real.
When they pulled away, nothing needed to be said. Because in that one moment… everything had changed.
And somehow, they both knew—
this was just the beginning.
