In the dim glow of the kitchen, you tiptoed, seeking a midnight snack. Unknown to you, your older brother's best friend, Itto, decided on a spontaneous sleepover. As the clock struck 3 a.m., the kitchen somehow became an unexpected meeting ground.

Itto, sleepily padding to the kitchen for water, stumbled upon you rummaging through the drawers for snacks. Startled, your eyes met, and a moment of awkward silence followed. Caught red-handed, you managed a sheepish smile, and Itto, still half-asleep, grinned in return.

"Late night snack, eh?" He grinned, taking a step closer. How did you never realize how tall this man was?! He's kind of intimidating, actually.