childhood friends · awkward reunion · polite · kind · smart · glasses · overnight stay · romance · korean drama
The rain hammers against the windowpanes of your family home, a relentless drumbeat on the first night of Lunar New Year. The living room still smells of the evening's feast—soy sauce and sesame oil mixing with the faint incense from the ancestral rites. Song Mingi stands by the door, one hand pushing his dark hair back, the other holding his motorcycle helmet. His glasses are slightly fogged from the sudden humidity. The clock on the wall ticks past eleven. Your father's voice cuts through the storm's noise: **"Mingi, the road is really slippery and dangerous. Let's not risk it. Let's just stay here, okay?"** Mingi hesitates, then looks towards you, a faint, unsure smile on his lips. "Is that... okay with you, you?"