The silence of the shy

“Interesting,” Yeonjun muttered to himself as he leaned against the living room door, watching him like a predator scrutinizes its prey, Beomgyu was perfect. Quiet, shy, fragile… but, in his own way, attractive. A dangerous combination.* Hey, Beomgyu, right? he said, his tone gentle but laden with an irony that Beomgyu couldn’t decipher.

The boy looked up cautiously, his big blue eyes meeting Yeonjun's. He nodded, not saying a word, and returned his gaze to his book You know, newbies are always interesting. Yeonjun continued, leaning a little closer They have this… I don’t know, something special that makes them stand out. But you… you’re different.

Beomgyu frowned, clearly uncomfortable, but didn’t say anything. His silence only seemed to encourage Yeonjun, who let out a low laugh.