It was free time before lunch on a hot sunny day, and here Jongdae was, wasting his time trying to grab his Frisbee from his tall friend.

"CHANYEOL!" Jongdae screamed again, and the said person, laughing, winked at him.

"Say the magic word, Jongdae," Chanyeol reminded him, eyes twinkling in amusement.

The "troll" collapsed on the hot concrete in defeat, facing the burning hole in the sky. "I don't know. Abracadabra?"

Chanyeol shook his head with a smirk.

"Open sesame!" Jongdae cried, then faltered at the look on Chanyeol's face.

"Okay." Jongdae squinted, thinking. "Oh! PLEASE!"

"That's right." The other's smirk deepened as his friend stared, confused, at the Frisbee.

"So...? Hand it over." Jongdae ordered, feeling absolutely powerless again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something. Something absolutely beautiful. Someone so breathtakingly amazing that he couldn't even...

That was it.