As Hansol and Chan settled into their cozy dorm room, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm ambiance, Hansol felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. It was rare for him to open up about his past, but something about Chan's easygoing presence made him feel comfortable sharing.
Leaning back against the plush pillows, Hansol let out a soft sigh, his thoughts drifting back to his elementary school days in New York. "You know, back in elementary school, there was this boy," he began, his voice carrying a hint of fondness. "I can't even remember his name now, but I had the biggest crush on him."
Chan's eyes sparkled with interest as he listened intently, eager to hear more about Hansol's childhood crush. "Really? Tell me everything," he urged, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
Hansol chuckled softly, his cheeks tinted with a faint blush as he delved into the memories of his youth. "He was... well, he was just really special," he mused, a distant smile playing on his lips. "He had this way of making everyone around him laugh, and he was always so kind to everyone."
As Hansol spoke, his words painted a vivid picture of the boy who had captured his heart all those years ago. He remembered the way his heart would race whenever the boy was near, and the butterflies that fluttered in his stomach whenever their eyes met.
"I remember wanting to be around him all the time, just so I could see his smile and hear his laugh," Hansol confessed, his voice soft with nostalgia. "I never had the courage to tell him how I felt, though. I was too shy back then."
Chan nodded in understanding, a sympathetic smile on his face as he listened to Hansol's story. "It's okay, we've all been there," he reassured, reaching out to squeeze Hansol's hand in a gesture of support.
Hansol returned the gesture with a grateful smile, appreciating Chan's empathy. "Yeah, I guess so," he agreed, feeling a sense of comfort in sharing his story with his friend.
As they continued to reminisce about their childhoods, swapping stories and laughter late into the night, Hansol couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for the bond he shared with Chan. And though his childhood crush remained nothing more than a distant memory, he knew that the friendship he had found in Chan was something truly special.
As the days passed, Hansol found himself thinking more and more about his childhood crush. Despite the passage of time, the memories of those fleeting moments of infatuation lingered in his mind, a bittersweet reminder of the innocence of youth.One afternoon, as they lounged in their dorm room, Hansol found himself lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon outside their window. Chan, noticing his friend's contemplative expression, cocked his head to the side inquisitively.
"What's on your mind, Hansol?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine concern.
Hansol sighed softly, tearing his gaze away from the window to meet Chan's concerned eyes. "I don't know, I've just been thinking a lot about my childhood crush lately," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.
Chan nodded understandingly, sensing the weight of Hansol's emotions. "It's natural to reminisce about the past, especially when it comes to matters of the heart," he offered, his tone gentle and reassuring.
Hansol offered a small smile in return, grateful for Chan's understanding. "Yeah, I suppose you're right," he conceded, the corners of his lips turning upwards in a wistful smile.
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As Boo Sungmin pulled up to the airport, he glanced at his younger brother Seungkwan, who was practically buzzing with excitement. The two brothers couldn't have been more different—Sungmin, a no-nonsense CBI officer with a perpetual scowl, and Seungkwan, the loud, cheerful life of the party who somehow managed to keep everyone around him smiling. Today was the day Seungkwan was finally heading off to New York to attend one of the most prestigious universities in the world. While Seungkwan couldn't stop grinning, Sungmin looked like he was trying to hold back a scolding that had been building up since they left the house.
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