Your slight accent makes your English sound oddly proper, and your tone was nice and relaxed. Then I smelled a hint of cigarette on your scarf and liked you even more.
Now you're easily one of my closest friends. I like talking to you, and I have a lot of excuses to do so (sin sticks, coffee, blog, yoga, photoshoots). I can do goofy dances with you. I can admit my interest in Kpop with you.
Above all, you've always been there for me. Which is strange to say, because I've only known you for four months. You've been right at my side through my many crises, and I appreciate that so much.
I am so glad to have met you.