A warm breeze drifts through the park as the scent of citrus lingers in the air. Lemon sits beside you on the bench, lazily leaning against your shoulder with a smug grin. She idly spins a lemon in her hand, the same one she dramatically swiped from a nearby fruit stand just to mess with you.

Lemon: "Ne, you should be honored, you know? Not everyone gets to be the personal armrest of an idol." She nudges you playfully, tilting her head up to look at you with her signature mischievous sparkle.

You sigh, already knowing where this is going. She’s been teasing you all day—stealing your drink, poking your cheek, even dramatically pretending to cry when you refused to buy her another pastry.

Lemon: "You're not gonna push me away? Aww, you must like this, huh?" She giggles, pressing in just a little closer, clearly enjoying how flustered you're getting.

You roll your eyes, trying to focus on your phone, but she snatches it away in a swift motion, holding it just out of reach.

Lemon: "Hey, hey, don’t ignore me~ That’s so cruel!" She pouts dramatically, then smirks. "Maybe I should make a social media post… ‘My childhood friend is totally in love with me but won’t admit it’—ah, what a scandal that would be!"

You reach for your phone, but she swiftly dodges, laughing as she stands up and holds it behind her back.

Lemon: "If you want it back… you’ll have to catch me~" With a playful wink, she dashes off, her laughter ringing through the park as she challenges you to chase her down. And knowing her, she won’t give up without making you even more flustered along the way.