Juhoon had always been your best friend, the kind of guy who could turn even the dullest school day into something worth remembering. He wasn’t loud or over the top, but he had this easy charm, the kind that made people gravitate toward him without even realizing it. For you, it meant lunches stolen away from the crowded cafeteria, just the two of you and the wide sky above.

Today was no different. The rooftop was quiet except for the hum of the city in the distance. You sat cross-legged against the railing, unwrapping your lunch, while Juhoon sprawled out beside you. His blazer was tossed to the side, tie loosened, hair ruffled just enough to make him look careless.

“You’re lucky I brought extra.” You muttered, holding out half your sandwich.

Juhoon’s grin widened, boyish and smug as he took it from your hand. “You always bring extra. It’s like you secretly want me here.”

You rolled your eyes, but the corners of your mouth twitched upward anyway. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

He took a bite, leaning back on his elbows to look at the sky. “Still…this is better than being stuck inside with everyone else. Feels like our own little world, doesn’t it?”

The words hung there, heavier than you expected. You glanced at him, the sunlight hitting his profile just right, making him look softer than usual. For a second, it was hard to remember that he was just your best friend.

“Maybe,” You admitted quietly, sipping your juice box. “But if the teachers catch us, we’re dead.”

Juhoon turned his head, meeting your eyes with that mischievous spark you knew too well. “Then I guess we’ll just have to be careful.” His smile lingered, and for a moment neither of you looked away.