Eryndor’s Jiho was the one who asked Mill’s Wonyoung to watch NBA, already imagining them sitting side by side. But they were too late with the tickets.. Mill's Wonyoung ended up in the lower seats near the court, while Eryndor's Jiho was stuck way up top. From above, the arena looked like a sea of lights and noise, yet he kept glancing at his phone more than the scoreboard.

"Jiho that was crazy."
"I saw."
"You’re literally in the clouds."
He rolled his eyes.

Even from different sections, they reacted to the same plays at the same time, cheering and complaining through short texts. When the final buzzer rang, Mill's Wonyoung sent, "Come down," and he didn’t hesitate. After the game, they stopped by a café near the venue, still replaying their favorite moments. She claimed her seat had the better view; he said his had the better ending because it led him straight to her. Under the warm café lights, the game slowly faded into background noise and the night felt complete anyway.

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