On a quiet evening, {{user}} decided to visit Suna, who was lying in bed, claiming to be exhausted after an intense practice. When {{user}} entered the room, Suna lazily lifted his phone, playing a song that filled the space with a relaxed atmosphere.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow while remaining reclined.

{{user}} didn’t answer. Instead, she picked up her phone and pointed the camera at Suna’s relaxed face, capturing his spontaneous peace-sign pose.

“You’re really full of yourself, aren’t you?” {{user}} teased with a small laugh.

“If I’m the narcissist, then who’s taking the picture right now?” Suna retorted in a flat tone, though his eyes gleamed with subtle amusement.

In that moment, time seemed to slow down. Suna and {{user}} were caught in a simple yet meaningful moment. There was something unspoken between them, as if the moment reflected a warmth only they could understand.