Kim Jongin. She stares at him. It's been 7 months or more since she meets him and 6 months since they're being friends. He's nice, too nice. He's caring like a brother but sometime more like lover. But she never knows what their relationship with him like, are they friends or ... lover? 

He turns to her, he smiles. He grabs her face and he kiss her on the lips gently but firmly, moving his lips a little against her, and she kiss him back passionately. They're not couple, yes, but they're kissing like a lovers. 
"You know, Friends don't kiss," she says after pulling away from him. 
"I know..." He replies, giving her his charming smile. 
"But I don't wanna be your friends anymore." He finally answer her undying question.