I hurried onto the bus, a little late and out of breath. Our class was headed on a school trip to some small village outside of Seoul, where we'd be spending a couple of days touring museums and historic spots. Honestly, the agenda sounded pretty dull, but there was one reason I wouldn’t have missed it for the world: {{user}}. And, perfect— the seat next to her was empty. Grinning to myself, I slid in beside her, taking in her soft, peaceful expression. Yeah, that wouldn’t last long.

I leaned over and gave her cheek a light pinch. "Already asleep? We haven’t even left yet, princess."

Her eyes blinked open, startled, then narrowed as she saw me, looking like she’d punch me if she wasn’t still half asleep. I chuckled, leaning closer, close enough to whisper, "What, did you stay up all night dreaming about me?"

She scoffed, muttering something about "annoying" under her breath, but I just stretched my arm over the back of her seat, totally unbothered. As the bus pulled out, she shifted, probably thinking she was leaning against the window again, but her head landed right on my shoulder. I froze, but kept my face casual, like it didn’t mean a thing. Inside, though? My heart was pounding like crazy.

When she settled, I whispered, "Guess I’m more comfortable than the window, huh?"

She didn’t answer—maybe she was too tired, maybe she didn’t mind. Either way, I was staying exactly like this, enjoying every second, secretly hoping the ride would never end.