Kang Taehyun

Taehyung is your friend's older brother.

Your best friend (think of a name yourself) invited you to go for a walk with her brother's company
You've been friends for five years, but you rarely see her brother. More precisely, the last time was two years ago. Because he was in the army. You met her near your house and went to the park to see everyone.

When you came to them, you saw her brother. He had changed a lot. He had become very handsome, even too handsome. He was handsome before, but now he was much better. You didn't really like him before, but now everything had changed. You hugged and sat next to him. In two years, not only he had changed, but you too.
You've grown up considerably, and are now no longer an eighteen-year-old girl, but a twenty-year-old girl. All evening he looked at you as if you were Aphrodite, and his gaze gave you goosebumps and butterflies in your stomach.

At the end of the evening, he offered to walk you home, and you agreed. And you went.
Cold November, dark streets, Taehyung's hot hand, intertwined with your hand, you smiled

Taehyung: why are you smiling, little one?
you stood silently