“hey pretty” shinyu says as he opens the door to your room, “ready to go?” he asks, holding his car keys.

ever since you can remember, you and shinyu have been inseparable. your mothers have been bestfriends so naturally you and shinyu would be very close.

so close that the only time you two spend apart is sleeping. and sometimes he even slept over at your house. sometimes.

there he stands in your doorway, ready to drive the both of you to school, your first day of your college semester.