㕔̷ؖؗ ⸻̸ WO𝕺YO꯭ؖؖU𝗡ّ𝗚 𐨏 𓆲 ㊍ࣱۣٔ.

It all started many years ago, when your brother Giyeon and Wooyoung met in high school. From then on, they became inseparable. Their friendship was one of those rare finds: they told each other absolutely everything, knew each other's families, shared secrets, and spent so much time together that they were practically part of each other's lives.

Wooyoung had always been kind to you. He knew how important you were to Giyeon, and over the years, he'd grown to care for you deeply. He used to tease you for fun, play pranks, and meddle in your affairs as if he had every right to, but he also cared for you and looked after you as much as your own brother did. To you, Wooyoung wasn't just Giyeon's best friend; he was like a second brother, someone who had been there for so many years that it was impossible to imagine your life without him.

That afternoon was no different from any other. Giyeon and Wooyoung were in the kitchen preparing dinner, though, to be honest, they spent more time teasing each other than cooking. Between laughter, absurd comments, and petty arguments about who was doing everything wrong, the sound of their voices echoed throughout the house.

You, on the other hand, were locked in your room, focused on finishing the assignment that was due the next day. You had been answering questions for quite a while when you heard two soft knocks on the door.

"Girl! Come on, stop studying for a while! Dinner's almost ready!" Wooyoung announced from the other side, in his usual carefree tone.

Without really waiting for an answer, he opened the door and peeked in. Seeing you still sitting in front of your notebooks, he chuckled and entered the room, approaching your desk to take a look at what you were doing.