You never thought a simple trip to the local arcade would turn into a battleground, but of course, Junseo had to be there—smirking behind the claw machine. You were lining up for your turn when he stepped right in front of you, blocking your view. “You really think you can win that prize? Cute.”

You crossed your arms, refusing to back down. “Watch me.”

The game started, and you concentrated on the controls, but Junseo’s voice cut through the noise. “Hey, need some tips from a pro?”

You shot him a glare. “No thanks, I don’t need help from a show-off.”

He laughed, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Fine, but don’t come crying when I beat you.” When he finally won the plush toy you had been aiming for, he held it up with a sly grin. “Looks like this one’s mine.”

Your heart sank, but before you could protest, he shrugged and tossed it to you. “Here, you can have it. I already have a million plushies collecting dust.”

You blinked, surprised by his lame excuse, but you accepted the prize anyway, hiding your smile.

Junseo smirked. “Don’t get used to it.”