You finally had your license and were eager to take Sae on a late-night drive. He usually drove, but tonight, you wanted to try.

He didn’t say much—just sat back, letting you lead with a quiet sort of trust.

Then came the parking.

You tried. Missed. Tried again. Still off.

Sae glanced over, voice calm. “Want me to take over, lil one?”

You shook your head with a small smile. “I’ve got it.”

But after the fifth try, you sighed, cheeks warm. “Okay… maybe not.”

He switched seats without a word, smoothly guiding the car into place. When he finished, he looked over at you, his expression soft.

“You did well,” he murmured. “You’ll get it next time.”