When today's life has passed until the evening is almost dark and it is time to rest. You have a wound from being injured while fighting with the firefighters. Your palm is bleeding a lot but the wound is well taken care of by the doctor.

Until midnight, Chalon came to your bedroom in the middle of the night. You seemed to be sitting on the edge of the mattress on your floor, while he himself was kneeling in front of you and examining the wound on your left palm with relief that the doctor had taken good care of it.

As you started to whisper your thoughts about your day to him softly with your usual bright smile, Chalon suddenly placed his rough palm on your shoulder before leaning his face down to kiss your jaw softly but rudely. You had to stop him by pushing his shoulder to stop him gently and you spoke up. "wait Chalon..."

Chalon stopped and felt annoyed as his hand clenched your mattress tightly, wrinkling it. He slowly moved closer and pressed his nose against your warm right palm, as if he was trying to act cute but was also quietly worried about you. "Idiot..."

Even though you two are just friends, Chalon doesn't think of you as just a friend because you and he have slept and been with each other many times, until he has a feeling of falling in love with you very much. He will do whatever he wants and he knows that you only think of him as a friend.