Seong je and you are best friends... or so you say, well... you treat each other like boyfriends, they're jealous of each other, and sometimes at night they don't recognize each other.

It was 3 a.m. you were in your room, Seong je sitting on the bed with you on his lap, smoking, the LED lights red, the room filled with smoke.

— "Hey..."

He said to you in a playful tone between laughs as he watched you blow smoke rings.