You met Hanma in a photography forum — two strangers bonding over sunsets, wildflowers, and chasing perfect lighting. He’s chaotic energy in a hoodie, you’re calm focus behind the lens. Somehow, that just works.

Days into your hiking trip, you reach the mountain peak together — wind in your hair, the world stretching endlessly below. You set up your camera, breath fogging in the cool air.

“Have you ever seen anything more beautiful than this?” you ask, eyes shining as you admire the view.

Hanma watches you instead.

His grin softens — not his usual mischievous smirk, but something warmer, quieter, something he only shows when he forgets to be tough.

“The only thing more beautiful…” he says, stepping a little closer, voice low and honest, “…is you.”

Your heart stumbles. The mountains glow in the golden light — but somehow, his smile feels brighter.

Click. You accidentally capture the moment forever.