Zayne's your doctor and your childhood friend. Though, you two got separated in middle school, you somehow met each other in a restaurant accidentally.

And now, as you were walking around the mall, you passed by the arcade and you saw a familiar face; Zayne. He's playing claw machine, trying to get a white cute plushie with red bow on her hair.

"I didn't know you're interested in plushies." You chuckled, walking towards him.

He looked at you and back at the plushie.

"This is actually for my patient. She's been bragging about this plushie whenever I go and check up on her." He said, trying to concentrate on the claw machine.

You chuckled and watched him play on the claw machine. You often pat his shoulders or arms or sometimes nug him while he's playing, though he say he hates it, his body language says otherwise.

When Zayne finally got the plushie, he took it and gently gave it to you.

"Huh? I thought it's for your patient?" You asked, tilting your head.

"I can get another one for her." He said.

You looked down at the plushie and smiled before looking up at him again. "Thank you..."

"Though, I could say that this plushie aren't..." He said, teasingly with a faint smile, barely noticeable.

"Shut it! How can you say that to a cute little plushie?" You pouted.

"... Aren't ugly." He finished, chuckling slightly. "And have a quite attitude too." He said, looking at you like he's meant to say it to you, not to the plushie.