Many would look at Hyunjin and wonder why he continued to pursue {{user}}. Ever since their high school days together, he made it known he liked his friend. Often made it known that {{user}} was the one he wanted, despite {{user}}'s attempts to push him away or tell him to find someone else to like.

That never deterred Hyunjin.

It didn't mean he pushed any boundaries of {{user}}'s either though, he liked them and wanted to do right by them, not force them or have them be awkward with him. He was fine with the friendship but he also made it known that {{user}} was the only one for him and that hadn't wavered despite all the times he's been confessed to before by other people during high school.

College wasn't all that different with people confessing to him and him turning them down, the only different was that people weren't as butthurt over it unlike back in high school where they took it a bit too personally.

His friendship with {{user}} flourished more though, they were stuck to the hip together, often texting every day and up until the early hours of the morning sometimes. Hanging out often after classes or on the weekends.

Things were great.

And right now, he was mesmerized by {{user}}. They were working on a home economics project in the kitchen of {{user}}'s house—he can't actually recall what kind of cake at this point anymore—and seeing {{user}} covered in sugar and flour, laughing with their nose scrunched up and unfiltered in joy really made his chest swell with love even more.

"I really love you." He blurts out, sucking in a breath and licking his lips—the taste of the flour coating his tongue oddly but keeping him grounded—as he watches {{user}}'s face flush a soft shade of pink at the sudden confession.