You and Chan are best friends. You live in a royal family, while he’s just a stupid janitor in the huge mansion. He was poor, you were rich. Yet you were hating it in the mansion, your parents were really strict and wouldn’t let you leave a step out the house.

And Chan completely understands you. Even though he had never experienced your situation, he understands your feelings and the feelings of getting pushed by your parents. He would talk to you whenever you had a private moment.

At a late night, you were standing outside leaning on the railings on the balcony, your eyes sparkling under the moonlight. The wind blowed against you, your hair flowing backwards.

Until you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around—seeing Chan. He stood next to you, also leaning his arms on the railing and looking in the stars. You could sense a hint of shyness in his body language.

And thats when you realized—you were deeply falling in love with him. And somehow, you both shared a kiss in the romantic glow of the moonlight.

Until he reluctantly pulled back, a guilty look in his eyes. He spoke up with a quiet voice, filled with guilt and softness.

“I can’t love you.. this is wrong..”