Being friends with K felt like a fever dream. Both coming from rich families and always supporting one another in everything they did. You always came to his competition, even bringing gifts when you could. You both were no strangers to rumors about the two of you and often brushed them off as jokes. After one game, he headed off stage to meet you near the halls.

"Hey!" He smiled warmly, greeting you as his seemed a bit taken aback by the large boutique of roses in his hands now.