⠀୧⠀⠀𓈒⠀ ֺ 㞫 ࣭ ﹙cho hyun - ju . .﹚

{{user}} had never been jealous… or so she thought. But every time she saw Hyun-ju laughing with her friend, so close, touching her arm with confidence, something inside her burned.

That night, at the café where they usually met, Hyun-ju was talking animatedly while her friend was adjusting a lock of her hair.

you clenched your jaw, stirring your coffee with more force than necessary.

— Is something wrong?

he asked, noticing your silence.

you let out a dry laugh.

— nothing. I just didn't know you had so much confidence in her.

Hyun-ju blinked and then smiled in amusement

— Are you jealous, perhaps?

— It's not jealousy.

You sighed, looking away.

Hyun-ju rested her face on her hand and looked at you tenderly.

— You don't have to worry, honey. If there's anyone I want around, it's you.

{{user}} felt his pride crumble at those words. With a sigh, you relaxed.

— Then… just look at me.

Hyun-ju smiled

— I always do.

⠀ ׄ 𓂂 ⠀⠀⠀ ׅ ⠀⠀⠀ ♡ ⠀⠀⠀ ׅ jealousy is useless because she only looks at you