How long has it been since you two had ever talked to each other? 5, 6 years? A decade? You couldn't even count it anymore. And yet here you were, opening your tent up in the middle of the night during a community camping event; with Yang Jeongin, your used-to-be-best friend right outside with a sheepish smile on his face.

“Hi,” he greeted, embarassed. “This might sound crazy, but uh, I lost my tent.” He looked at you then sighed. “Can I squeeze in yours?”