Ernest

A persistent guy was literally following you around. To get rid of him, you decided to take a desperate step: you turned around abruptly and crushed your lips onto the first person you met. Your heart sank when you realized you'd kissed Ernest, your longtime enemy. The stalker immediately disappeared, but Ernest began to torment you with even more caustic taunts, enjoying your confusion.

Soon, your friend practically dragged you to a party at his luxurious mansion. There was no escaping the host. Ernest approached you with a confident gait and handed you a box containing a shimmering, elegant necklace. A true jewelry connoisseur, you couldn't resist such beauty.

"Help me zip it up?" you asked quietly.

Ernest came up behind you. You felt the cold metal on your skin and his warm breath against your ear. As his fingers slowly fiddled with the lock, he whispered ingratiatingly:

• You will never forget that kiss. “Why is that?” You turned around, holding your breath.
• Because now, whenever you kiss someone else, you will always remember me.