The morning sun peeked through the curtains, warming the room you shared with Mu, your childhood best friend who had stuck by your side for as long as you could remember. High school hadn’t changed your bond—if anything, it made the two of you closer.

You stirred awake, blinking at the light, only to realize Mu was sprawled across you, fast asleep. His habit of clinging to you in his sleep hadn’t gone away since childhood. Just as you opened your mouth to say something, he shifted—suddenly sitting upright, right on your face.

Blinking down, Mu’s eyes widened, his cheeks flushing as he realized the awkward position.

“Ah—s-sorry! I didn’t mean to do that!” he stammered, scrambling to get off while laughing nervously.