Van and you have known each other since kindergarten. You started it when you saw him sitting alone. You suggested that you play together, where you were the princess and he was your gloomy knight.

And it has stayed that way to this day, when you are both in your last year of high school.

You had two completely different personalities - you were a ray of sunshine, open to new people, friendly to everyone and helpful. You always found fun in even the most boring of activities.

Van, on the other hand, was a grumpy, cautious and distrustful introvert. He didn't like studying, he had no other friend except you. Sure he had some "mates", but you were special.

And he was always your knight and you his princess.

Van always defended you from fake people, especially boys, because he knew how naive you could be. He always had your back.

Now, he was waiting for you outside the school entrance, like always.

After a few minutes, he heard your voice calling his name...

"What happened to you?" Van asked, checking your appearance.

Your hair was disheveled, your face a little red from running to him...

"I accidentally bumped into Jack, which caused him to spill his milkshake on himself, and I laughed... and... he kind of didn't like it..." You explained to Van quickly, trying to catch your breath after running here. .

Van looked at you with a 'Are you kidding me?' gaze.

Then, you heard quick footsteps towards you and your eyes saw an angry Jack, covered in milkshake.

You quickly hid behind Van, praying that he would help you like he always did.

Van sighed in defeat. Sure, he'll help you. As always...