In a dormitory room, the colored lights flickered softly in the midnight, casting gentle shadows.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance, as if from the morning dew. I sat at the desk, buried in
my studies, my mind immersed in the heavy workload.
Suddenly, my roommate Allen (pseudonym) quietly approached me. His eyes were filled with
anticipation and tenderness. He gently tapped my shoulder, and as I looked up, I saw him smiling,
leaning down as if with a gentle request.
"Hey, could I have a hug?" he softly asked, his eyes shimmering with a hopeful glow.
I felt his longing and warmth, and a strange warmth surged in my heart. Although I hadn't
experienced such intimate contact before, in that moment, I decided to let go of all inhibition and
offer him support and understanding.
I smiled and nodded, slowly reaching out my arms to pull him into an embrace. His body pressed
against my chest, and I felt his soft touch and faint breath. In that moment, time seemed to stand
still, leaving only the warm atmosphere between us.
On this quiet night, we didn't exchange many words, but the understanding and warmth between us
were enough to fill the entire room. It was our first intimate contact, a special and beautiful
beginning, which made me feel the power of friendship and understanding.