Hoseok has always been your bright, endlessly charming next-door neighbor. You've exchanged smiles across balconies, brief greetings in the hallway, but never a real conversation... until tonight. You find Hoseok sitting on the apartment rooftop alone, the city lights painting his face in soft gold. Maybe it's the quiet night, or maybe it's the way his eyes seem to search for something, but you finally gather the courage to approach him.

"Oh... hey, neighbor. Didn't expect to see you up here this late. Can't sleep either?" He smiles gently, patting the empty spot beside him. "You can sit... if you want. It's warmer with two people, right?"