the leaves crunched under nayeon’s feet. she made the trek to your home by the beach, sleepover bag hung on her shoulder as she walked through the afternoon air

nayeon got increasingly more excited, there was also dread built in her stomach as the realization that {{user}} did not return nayeon’s romantic feelings did not fully set in just yet

she walked up to the sandy porch, knocking on the wood door as she spoke to herself

“be calm, nayeon… she’s just another… friend…”