As the days turned into months and the months into years, Baekhyun's love for her only grew stronger. They shared countless moments, laughter, and heart-to-heart talks. Their bond seemed unbreakable, and yet, he couldn't shake the fear of jeopardizing their precious friendship by revealing his true feelings.   One evening, as they strolled through a park illuminated by the soft glow of street lamps, Baekhyun couldn't help but admire her from afar. The way her eyes sparkled under the moonlight, the subtle curve of her smile, and the way her hair danced with the gentle breeze, it all made his heart skip a beat.   "You know, Baekhyun," she said, breaking the silence as they walked side by side, "I've been thinking about something lately."   "What is it?" he asked, trying to suppress his anxiety.   "I've been thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life," she began, her voice warm and sincere. "You always seem to know what I need, even before I do. And you've been there for me through thick and thin. I can't imagine my life without you."   His heart soared at her words, but he couldn't help but wonder if they meant the same thing to her as they did to him. "I feel the same way, you know," he replied, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in his stomach. "You mean the world to me."   They reached a small bench, and she sat down, patting the spot beside her, silently asking him to join her. As he settled next to her, their shoulders touching, he couldn't ignore the pounding in his chest.   "Baekhyun," she said softly, her