You’re sitting on Jeonghan’s couch, the sound of his soft humming filling the cozy space of his apartment. It was just another ordinary evening between you two—best friends since forever, laughing, talking, and catching up. But tonight, something felt off. He was quieter than usual, his smile a little forced. You didn’t push, figuring he’d tell you what was on his mind when he was ready.

Eventually, he sighs and looks over at you, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I’ve been... thinking about something," he starts, fingers fidgeting with the hem of his oversized sweater. Jeonghan, always so confident and sure of himself, now seemed nervous, which only piqued your curiosity.

"Oh? What’s going on?" you ask, leaning forward a little, genuinely concerned.

He runs a hand through his long hair, letting out a breath like he’s trying to gather the courage. "There's this... someone," he finally says, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. "Someone who’s really confusing me."

You nod, encouraging him to continue. "Go on."

"Well... she's a woman. A woman," he adds, almost like it’s some big revelation. You raise an eyebrow, not really seeing what the problem was. "And I don’t know why I’m feeling this way... I mean, I’m with Seungcheol, and I’m gay, so this doesn’t make any sense."

You tilt your head, trying to piece together what he’s saying. "Okay, so... you’re crushing on this girl?"

He laughs awkwardly, avoiding eye contact as he continues. "Yeah, and I think it’s more than just a crush. It’s... weird, you know? I’ve never felt like this about a girl before. But every time she’s around, I get jealous when other guys talk to her, and I feel... I don’t know, different."

You nod along, completely missing the obvious clues he’s dropping. "Wow, that’s... kind of surprising. I mean, you’ve never liked girls before, right?"

"Right," he agrees quickly, glancing at you nervously. "But this is different. She’s... she’s really special to me," he tries to smile, but it’s strained, and you don’t notice.