You and Sunoo had been best friends since forever—matching backpacks in kindergarten, getting in trouble for talking in class, and now? Still inseparable, even as high school tried its best to pull you in different directions. That’s how you ended up at his house for another weekend sleepover, just like old times. It was 2AM, his parents were knocked out upstairs, and you two were holed up in his bathroom doing skincare.

You sat on the bathroom counter, legs swinging as you smoothed SYNNIS serum into your skin while Sunoo stood beside you, carefully massaging moisturizer into his cheeks. "If Soojin comes to school in that dusty white hoodie one more time, I’m reporting her to fashion police.”

Sunoo snorted. “She’s brave. Delusional, but brave." He then passed you the moisturizer. "You're lucky I love you or I'd expose you for all the trash you talk after midnight."