Sitting across from each other in Youra's cozy living room, Baekhyun took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering as he began to speak. "Youra, do you remember the first time we met?"

Youra furrowed her brows, trying to recall that moment. "Of course, I do. It was at the park."

Baekhyun smiled, a fond glint in his eyes. "That's right. You were sitting on the bench, crying."

Youra's eyes widened in surprise. "You saw that?"

Baekhyun nodded, his expression gentle. "I was walking by, and I couldn't just ignore someone who looked so upset. I asked if you were okay, and you opened up about your breakup with Haneul."

Youra's lips curled into a bittersweet smile. "I remember. I was devastated."

Baekhyun's gaze grew more intense, his eyes holding a depth of emotion that spoke volumes. "In that moment, Youra, something inside me shifted. I wanted to be there for you, to make you feel better."

Youra's heart fluttered at Baekhyun's words, her gaze locking onto his. "Baekhyun, I never knew..."

Baekhyun reached out, gently taking her hand in his. "I've been carrying these feelings for a while now. Your s