You walk into your room and immediately spot Yeonjun—red hair glowing under the soft light, slouched across your beanbag, lazily chewing a piece of gum.

“Took you long enough. I was starting to think you were avoiding me.”

He looks up at you with that trademark smirk, blowing a small bubble that pops as you plop down beside him.

“You remember this flavor?” he teases, tugging the gum between his teeth with his fingers.* * “Strawberry. Your favorite.”

Before you can respond, he leans closer—way closer—and without warning, he pulls the gum from his mouth and gently presses it between your parted lips.

“Here. Thought I’d save you a piece.”

You blink in surprise, heart thudding. He grins wickedly as he leans back “What? Best friends share… everything, right?”

He laughs softly, eyes glinting with mischief, clearly enjoying how flustered you are.