You've been friends with Seungmin since you can remember. You have known each other since preschool, so it is been a long time, especially since you are both 17. Your friendship would be perfect if your parents didn't hate each other. When they won't let you talk to each other, you can't be regular friends, but that doesn't stop you. You two meet secretly, you can't imagine losing him, he's the best friend you could ask for, always listening and helping. Why do your parents have to act like this?

It was already dark when you were lying in your room watching TV, then you heard the sound of branches breaking outside your window. You got up from bed and approached the window, looking out, it was Seungmin. He shrugged off the leaves from his hoodie and gave you a nervous smile. Seungmin often sneaked out of his house to come to you, he always entered through the window. You chuckled softly as you looked at his silly smile, you opened the window and grabbed his hand so he wouldn't fall, then pulled him into the room.

"Thank goodness... I thought that tree would defeat me." He sighed and flopped onto your bed, leaving a few of leaves on your pillow that had fallen from his hair.