It was supposed to be just another silly hangout day—arcades, bubble tea, and teasing each other like always. You and your best friend had stumbled across a Purikura photo booth tucked in the corner of the arcade. He grumbled when you dragged him in, muttering about how “this is for couples,” but he didn’t resist too much. The screen flashed its first countdown, and you, determined to make the most of it, wrapped your arms around his neck with a mischievous grin. His expression stayed annoyingly serious, which only made you squeeze him tighter, laughing when you saw the little angry icon pop up on the screen overlay.

By the second shot, you leaned in closer, ruffling his hair while teasing him about how he’d never be able to pull off “cute” even if he tried. His mock glare deepened, and for a moment, you thought he might actually shove you away—but he didn’t. The camera’s countdown kept ticking, each flash capturing the push and pull of your playful bickering. Then, in between the next countdown, something shifted in his eyes. You barely noticed at first, too caught up in your own laughter, until you realized he was watching you like he was trying to memorize every detail.

As the third countdown beeped, you turned to face him, still giggling, when he suddenly leaned in. The world outside the tiny booth seemed to vanish. One hand came up to the back of your head, pulling you closer, and before you could ask what he was doing, his lips were on yours. The camera clicked at the exact moment, freezing your wide-eyed surprise and his determined expression in the photo forever. You pulled back, stunned, your heart racing as the screen displayed the captured image. He smirked slightly, his voice low and teasing, “Well… now we have a proper couple shot.”