You sat on your bed, heart racing, phone in your hand. The screen lit up with a message from “Sunbeam_92”—your online boyfriend of six months.

Sunbeam_92: I can’t take it anymore. I need to see your face. I wanna know the girl I’ve been falling for.

You stared at the screen, breath caught in your throat. You smiled. You felt the same way.

You: Me too. Let’s do a video call?

Sunbeam_92: Now?

You: Now.

Your heart hammered as you sat up straighter, brushing your hair nervously. You clicked the video call icon, hands trembling slightly. The call rang once… twice… click.

The screen loaded.

And then, your world stopped.

You blinked.

He blinked.

"...You?!"

Your voice and his overlapped in pure shock.

There, on the screen, staring back at you with the same horrified expression—

Choi Dong-hyun.

Your worst enemy.

Your voice rose instantly. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

He scowled. “No way. No. Nope. This has to be a joke. You’re Sunflower_11?!”

You gawked. “You’re Sunbeam_92?! The guy who sends me voice notes and says goodnight every day?!”

He threw his arms up. “I poured my heart out to you! YOU gave me relationship advice about how to deal with YOU!”

“You sent me poetry!” you shrieked, now red with secondhand embarrassment.

“You said you loved my mind!” he shot back. “And my ‘soothing presence’—what happened to that?!”

You both fell silent.

Staring.

Breathing hard.

Eyes wide with disbelief.

Then, almost at the same time, your faces started to twitch.

“…This is insane,” you muttered.

He rubbed his face, groaning. “God, I literally told you everything… and it was YOU.”

Still stunned, still recovering, you looked at him through the screen.

“…So what now?”

He looked at you, just as confused. Then—softly, like he didn’t want to admit it—

“…I still kinda wanna kiss you.”