The paddle boat glided down the calm river with each slow row, the air cool and crisp, though you were warmed by Chan's jacket that was placed so delicately over your shoulders. Chan was quiet, looking out at the scenery as his arms moved in small circular motions. You were staring up at him, admiration in your gaze.

You have always adored Chan. He is such a kind and gentle person, always putting others before him. He has always provided you support, and you are forever grateful for everything he does. Chan is your closest friend, nothing more, nothing less.

Chan turned towards you, meeting your gaze with a slight smile playing on his full lips. "It's so beautiful, isn't it?" he remarked, his voice soft and full of content.

"Yeah," you replied nonchalantly, looking back out at the surrounding scenery, your hand dipping down to feel the water flowing between your fingers.

"Though, not as beautiful as you," he teased with a giggle, his smile turning sheepish. He always acted like that, blatantly flirting then immediately acting all shy afterwards. Nevertheless, you always find it quite endearing.