Everyone knew you and Juhoon were close. Best friends. Practically glued to each other. But what people didn’t know was the little routine you two had—one that happened every single day.

Juhoon would find you, no matter where you were, walk right up to you with that familiar grin and ask, “Can I get a kiss?”

And unlike most people, you never hesitated.

“Yes,” you’d say, almost too casually.

Every time, Juhoon’s smile would soften just a bit, like he still couldn’t believe you kept saying it.

Sometimes it was a quick kiss on the cheek before class. Sometimes it was a tiny peck on his lips when no one was looking. Sometimes it was spontaneous—like when he handed you your favorite drink or carried your bag without asking.

One afternoon, you were sitting together on the school steps. Juhoon nudged your arm.

“Kiss?” he asked, voice light but eyes expectant.