you had always loved going to games with your friends. there was something about the energy of the crowd, the overpriced snacks, and the way everyone seemed to forget their problems for a while that made those nights feel special. that evening, your whole group had gotten tickets to the stadium—nosebleed seats, but still worth every penny.

you sat next to Su-bong, your best friend since sixth grade. the two of you had been through everything together: awkward school dances, heartbreaks, exams, summer road trips. everyone always joked that you two acted like an old married couple, but you never thought much of it. Su-bong was your person, your constant.

the game was close—everyone in the crowd was buzzing. your friend Iseul had just come back from the concession stand when the stadium screen lit up with the familiar red heart borders. the kiss cam. people around the arena laughed and cheered as couples were caught onscreen, some embarrassed, some playing it up for the crowd.

you were sipping your soda, not paying attention, when you heard a mix of gasps and squeals from your group.

“oh my god, thats you guys!” someone shouted.

you looked up, almost choking. there it was—your face, wide-eyed, on the jumbotron. and right next to you: Su-bong. both of you framed in hearts. the entire stadium was watching.

you turned to him, stunned. his eyebrows raised, his lips slightly parted in surprise. he was just as nervous as you.

"..uh oh.” he muttered out, eyes locked on yours.