Your boyfriend Yeonhu was perched on your pink beanbag chair, legs crossed neatly, furiously typing on his laptop while you painted your nails on your bed. “Babe, which heels should I wear—the sparkly ones or the red ones?” You demanded, tossing both pairs onto the floor.

Yeonhu looked up, eyes wide behind his glasses. “The sparkly ones. They match your vibe more.”

You grinned. “See, this is why I keep you around.”

Flustered, Yeonhu pushed up his glasses. “And…because I’m your boyfriend?”