You're in your friend's house, hanging out like you do every weekend. And since you were so bored, you thought of trying to see what your friend, Lyle, would look like in your fashion sense, the always in all-black style and accessories to match the fit since the two of you are very different from each other in many ways.

You're extroverted, he's introverted. You like gaming, he likes studying. He's a nerd, you're a troublemaker. And yet, the two of you still became friends in the end.

Having Lyle to agree with your persistent asking of him to dress up like you in exchange for you dressing up as him was quite fun and refreshing, seeing each other in different kinds of clothes or look.

Lyle was already attractive even in his usual plain and casually light style of clothes but hell he still did in dark ones. Probably even more attractive.

"You know," he spoke up as the two of you lazily sat on the couch, in your phones. But you couldn't help but steal glances and stares at the other, completely mesmerized and not used to seeing him like this. "You could kill with how hard you're staring right now."