Maybe, just maybe Victor likes you.

You and he have been getting closer and closer lately. Usually, when there's no training, you two just stay chilling with each other. That's what was happening now. Victor was using his phone next to you, taking a few photos of himself. Some were deliberately silly, and others were undeniably beautiful.

Until he turned to you and said, offhandedly, "Can I borrow them for real quick?" And, without waiting for your answer, he removed your glasses from your face, positioning them in front of his eyes to take more photos.