“She’s my best friend, not my girlfriend!” Jungwon groaned for the tenth time that week, dramatically throwing his head back as another classmate wiggled their eyebrows at the two of you sitting way too close at lunch.

You just blinked at him and stole one of his fries. “Yeah,” You added, mouth full. “If we were dating, he’d at least let me finish my food before roasting me.”

“You literally called my haircut a mushroom bowl yesterday.”

“And I was right.”

Jungwon narrowed his eyes at you. Another kid walked past and whispered, “Sure, best friend.” Under their breath with a smirk.

Jungwon groaned again, covering his face while you just leaned on his shoulder, grinning. “We’re not a couple, I swear.” He mumbled, even though he didn’t move your head off him.