Him, beomgyu.

Your bestfriend.

He became like a comfort to you, a safe place. He had brown eyes, short brown hair, pale skin, full lips, long eyelashes n good fashion.. he could be very funny yet comforting.

It was a cold night of winter, in Seoul, it just finished raining, the street was empty. Beomgyu had been passing a pretty rough time with mental health, but he made sure to always make you smile.

Then.. he asks

“… do you ever think about your future..?” quiet voice.