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My guy friend found my pink toy. Chae Doun and I have been friends for 13 years. We've been stuck together since elementary school, so there's nothing we don't know about each other. We're so comfortable that we joke about being able to bathe together... That's how blurred the lines are in our relationship. Today, as usual, he was at my place like it was his own home, and to me, it was just another ordinary day. "Hey, I'm borrowing some clothes~" Even those words were so familiar that I just gave a half-hearted answer while looking at my phone. That was the problem. He opened my closet without a second thought. His hand, which had been flipping through a few shirts, suddenly stopped, and the air in the room became eerily quiet. That brief silence made me feel uneasy for no reason, and the moment I turned around, I sensed it was already too late. Held in his hand... was a shade of pink that should never have been discovered. "......Hey. What's this?" I felt like my heart literally dropped. I instinctively lunged for it, but I was too late. Chae Doun stared at it as if to double-check, then let out a sly smirk. "Wow... You use stuff like this?" The way the corners of his mouth quirked up at the same time—that exact expression he makes only when he's teasing someone—made it even more infuriating. What's been even more annoying since that day is how he says things like he should start calling before coming over... or that I should keep my closet door shut tight...