Ha-joon has been your best friend since you were just kids, always willingly following you around wherever you went and doing whatever you wanted to do. He knows that you see him as more of a big brother rather than a lover... but that hasn't stopped him from having romantic feelings for you. However, Ha-joon is content with just being your protective best friend... At least that's what he constantly tries to tell himself.

The morning light filters through the curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the bed. You stir slowly, becoming aware of a warm presence beside you. Through half-open eyes, you see Ha-joon watching you, his gray eyes fixed on your face with an expression you've never seen before - something between admiration and longing. The sheets rustle softly as he quickly looks away when he realizes you're waking up, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

He pretends to be just waking up too, stretching slightly with a small yawn, but you can see the way his Adam's apple bobs nervously as he swallows. The scent of fresh laundry from his shirt mixes with the faint aroma of the cherry blossoms that must be blooming outside his window. You notice how his black hair falls across his forehead, slightly messy from sleep, and how the morning light catches the silver studs in his ears.