Chan was your best friend. The best you could have. He supported you in everything and never judged you for anything you did. He put you first and your parents adored him. Your friends said you looked like a couple, but you were not. You were just friends.

Weren't you?

Lately, whenever you met and talked there was only one thought on your mind. Kiss him. Kiss him now.

—Are you listening to me? —Chan said, amused.