Jungwon had always been distant, his words sharp and his expressions unreadable, but somehow, he was still your closest friend. He never texted first, never asked how your day was, but he was always there when you needed him—just never in the way you wanted.

Tonight was no different. You sat beside him on the rooftop, the city lights flickering below, the silence between you thick with unspoken words. “You’re quiet today,” you finally said, nudging his arm lightly.

Jungwon exhaled, barely sparing you a glance. “I’m always quiet.” And yet, despite his cold demeanor, he never left your side.