The Day I Kissed An Older Man

“I was so worried about you that I snuck out of the house to find you when my brother wasn’t looking. I forgot to bring my wallet,
and my phone is running out of battery... Xante, can you please come pick me up?” explained Sunny pitifully.
“No. Find a way to get home yourself!” she said impatiently.
“I’m scared to go home. Lucas doesn’t seem like he’s in a good mood today, and I’ll definitely receive a beating if I go home now.
Plus, I don’t have any money to take the cab...”
Xante would like to kick his behind if she could. “Where are you now? I’ll send someone over to drive you to a hotel where you
can stay for the night. Then you can figure out a way to get home in the morning.”
“No! I don’t want someone else to come get me! I only want you! I’d rather freeze to death than let someone else pick me up,”
said Sunny stubbornly.
Xante frowned. “Fine. You can freeze to death for all I care!”
After that, she hung up the phone. ‘God. He’s so annoying! What have I done to deserve this?’
The penniless Sunny was in the underpass near Newmoon Group. He kept shivering since he had forgotten to bring his coat too.
As angry as he was to hear the busy dial tone, he decided to put down his pride to call Xante again. However, his phone
completely ran out of battery before the call went through.
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Sunny put his phone back into his pocket. He then hugged himself and hopped around to warm himself. A live-streaming busker
playing his guitar was live-streaming up ahead, so he decided to distract himself by listening to the songs.
He found a clean spot to sit next to the busker. Suddenly, tears started flowing out of his eyes. He did not know why he was
crying. Maybe it was because the song the busker was playing was too beautiful. It was an emotional love song which seemed
apt to his situation then.
In all the 18 years he had been alive, Sunny had never been humiliated by anyone except for Lucas. Coming from a wealthy and
powerful family, he had always been adored and worshiped. That was, of course, until he met Xante.
‘That b*tch! She seduced me first, and now she’s ignoring me? How dare she!’ he thought angrily.

Despite the humiliation and cold shoulder, he could not stop himself from thinking about her. He wished he could see her every
day or at least hear her voice.
‘D*mn it! D*mn it! How could she break up with me when I’m just getting started?’ The more he thought about it, the more hurt he
felt. He wiped his tears with his arm and scrunched up his face to stop himself from crying further.
He thought no one would see him like that, but what he did not know was the camera on the busker’s phone was able to capture
him clearly where he sat. The viewers seemed to love him, and one comment after another popped up on the screen. No one
was paying attention to the busker anymore as they were all more interested in the crying handsome young man.
[He’s really crying his heart out, huh? Must’ve been dumped.]
[No way. What girl in their right mind would dump a handsome guy like him?]
[There, there. Let me hug you and comfort you.]
[He’s exactly my type! I wonder which girl broke his heart.]