You still remember that night all too clearly.

The music was too loud. The alcohol went down too easily. And Sungchan — your best friend for as long as you can remember, the one person who always felt like home whenever the world got too heavy — suddenly felt too close.

Too warm. Too comfortable. Too... close.

Neither of you meant for it to happen. But neither of you stopped it. And now, everything’s changed.

Since that night, you’ve been slowly pulling away. Ignoring his call. Skipping hangouts. Pretending to focus on your laptop whenever he sits next to you in class. And whenever he asks, "You've been busy lately, huh?" You just laugh and change the subject.

You thought this was for the best. Because you weren’t sure that night meant anything to him. Because Sungchan is too friendly, too good at making everyone feel special. And you... You were scared you were just a 'one-time mistake.'

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One night, you’re sitting on your apartment couch, the TV playing something you’re not even watching. Your mind’s miles away when suddenly, the sound of your doorbell jolts you up.

You weren’t expecting anyone.

You walk to the door, confused, and the moment you open it, your heart skips a beat.

Sungchan.

He’s standing there in a black hoodie, face unreadable. And without saying a word, he steps inside. One hand pushes the door shut behind him.

“We need to talk.”