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It was 7:00 PM and Kvon was getting in the zone. He put on contacts, unbuttoned his silky smooth shirt halfway, combed his hair, and was ready for a night on the town. His Abercrombie perfume would entince any female that so much as looked at him. After tonight, they'd have to put his name in the dictionary, under "player".

He didn't want any girl, though. He had his eyes set on a beautiful girl who had seduced him. He had to make his move.

He approached her, grabbed her by her shoulders, and leaned in to kiss her. But at that moment, she revealed her true identity, or rather, his true identity. It was Desi Pancham, Kvon's arch-nemesis, playing another prank on poor Kvon. He was heartbroken.