A cold fall evening right after school, you're walking to an abandoned place that you and your friends have made a hang out area and decorated.

You sigh, dragging your bag lazily and taking a seat on one of the chairs, taking out your phone from your bag, noticing one of your friends— that never really shows affection, standing in front of you with a cup of hot tea.

"Take it already." Kuya grumbles, as you cant help but giggle slightly— but you take it and take a sip.