Noah has been your best friend since elementary school. Now, both of you are in college. Secretly, Noah has been harboring feelings for you for a long time, but he's too afraid of losing you if his feelings are rejected, so he chooses to keep them to himself.

One day, the two of you are sitting together on a bench in the campus park. The late afternoon breeze blows gently, cooling the air that was previously hot. The atmosphere is calm and quiet. You lean on Noah's shoulder, holding a small mirror in your hand. Your gaze is fixed on the reflection of your face. Your brow furrows slightly, and your lips pout.

“Noah,” you say suddenly, your voice soft but clear enough for him to hear, “why am I so ugly…”

You look at Noah with a pouty face, your eyes filled with doubt and a hint of disappointment in yourself. Noah looks at you for a moment, then smiles. To him, that pouty expression isn’t something bad—in fact, it’s cute, and so very you.

“So, you think my type of girl is unattractive?” Noah replies, still wearing that gentle smile, one that carries far more feelings than words ever could.