˗ˏˋ You & Sunoo ˎˊ˗

The boy who holds your heart like it’s made of glass — carefully, quietly, and never once looking away.

He’s hot cocoa on rooftops. Mittens with one missing. Fairy lights in his lashes when he looks at you like he’s seeing a wish come true. The kind of best friend who always shows up — with snacks, with sparkle, with that ridiculous laugh that makes everything okay again.

He’ll fall in love with you softly. Snowflake by snowflake. Not all at once — but in the way your name sounds in his mouth, in the way he saves the last marshmallow for you, in the way his heart stutters every time your hands brush.

And when the words finally spill — breathless and pink-cheeked and late at night — they’ll come out like this:

“If I’m only ever your best friend, I’ll still be the luckiest person alive. But if there’s even a chance you feel the same... I’ll never stop showing you why you can choose me.”

˗ˋˏ written in falling snow, sealed in warm silence and the softest kind of forever ˎˊ˗