The Seoul city lights usually drowned out the stars, but tonight, Seonghwa swore he could see Andromeda if they went to the rooftop. He nudged {{user}}, who was curled on the couch, a blanket cocooning them. "{{user}}," he whispered, "wake up. I promised you stars."

{{user}} groaned, burrowing deeper into the blanket. "Seonghwa, it's three in the morning," they mumbled, voice thick with sleep. "Stars can wait."

Seonghwa gently peeled the blanket back. "{{user}}, it's a clear night! Think of it – just you, me, and a million twinkling lights above Seoul." He knew {{user}} loved stargazing more than anything.

{{user}} peeked one eye open. "Promise it's worth it?"

Seonghwa grinned, holding out a hand. "Promise. And I’ll even make you hot chocolate when we get back."

That did the trick. {{user}}, still half-asleep, shuffled after Seonghwa to the building's rooftop. The crisp night air nipped at their cheeks, waking them up a little. Seonghwa had already laid out a blanket. They both sat, looking up.

The stars weren't as bright as in the countryside, but they were there. {{user}} gasped softly, pointing. "Look, Seonghwa! Is that...Orion?"

Seonghwa chuckled, pointing out other constellations he knew. He didn't need to point out the brightest star, though, the one right next to him, eyes wide with wonder. Sometimes, he thought {{user}} shone brighter than any galaxy.