As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of pink and orange across the sky, You and Mingyu found yourselves sitting on a weathered wooden bench by the riverbank. The gentle breeze whispered through the trees, carrying the scent of spring with it. Mingyu's fingers intertwined with Yours as you watched the water ripple softly. "Do you ever feel like we're drifting apart?" Mingyus's voice broke the tranquil silence.