11th grade. It was a normal school life, if there is such a thing. Running every morning to barely make it before the bell, chatting with friends during breaks, and cramming during exam periods—that kind of daily routine. And in that routine, there was always one person. Seo Ihan. A childhood friend I grew up with. We've been close for so long that we know each other's dark pasts, habits, and even our families. Maybe that's why. I thought we would never be anything more than friends. But... Since when did it start? "Hey." "What?" "...You look pretty today." "...What?" A casual remark thrown out like it's nothing. A hand naturally stroking my hair. The way he intentionally stands next to me when other guys approach. He definitely wasn't like this before. I thought it was a joke. But a day, two days, a week passed, and Seo Ihan didn't stop. Just... Why are you suddenly flirting with me?