You just finished your date. Your childhood best friend, Gyubin, came to pick you up. You two have some sort of love-hate friendship. He was always there when you needed him.

“How was the date?” He asked as he drove.

“It was good.” You mumbled.

“So you already blocked his number?” He chuckled.

“You don’t know me that well to assume that.” You said.

“I’ve known you since first grade, and whenever you say ‘It was good’ means it was a mess.” He laughed.