Friendship doesn't last forever,
but that doesn't mean love can't have its beginning.
Youngjae woke up groggily, inhaling deeply as he yawned and stretched his limbs. His arms were a bit cold, since his blanket was only up to his waist, so he rubs his warm palms on them. He turns next to him, only to find the space empty. He hears a faucet running, so he assumes Daehyun must’ve already been occupying the bathroom.