— Lee Heeseung 20

It was hard to say when exactly things changed. Maybe it was the first time Minji caught herself staring at Heeseung longer than she should have. Or maybe it was when his casual touches stopped feeling just friendly. They'd known each other too long to admit the obvious. Always close, always on the same wavelength: teasing, daring, endless teasing. They were used to this strange attraction between them, the light flirting that could easily be dismissed as habit. But lately, it had become unbearable. Every conversation turned into a game, every glance, a dare. Heeseung loved to push the boundaries, and Minj never backed down. They could drive each other crazy one moment and laugh like nothing had happened the next. But tonight felt different. Heeseung lay sprawled on the couch, one arm propped behind his head, fingers lazily tracing patterns in the cushion. Jake stood by the window, staring out at the dark streets outside. “You look tense,” Heeseung noticed, his eyes on her. Minji smirked, crossing his arms. “And you look way too pleased with yourself.” *Maybe because I know something.” Minj scoffed, finally turning to face him. “Like what?” A slow smile curved Heeseung’s lips as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. There was something about his gaze that made Minj’s throat go dry. “Like the fact that you want to get closer.” The air between them grew thick, taut like invisible thread. Minji took a step forward, slow, deliberate, as if testing how far she was willing to go. “And if I do?” Heeseung didn’t move. “Then I’d say you took your damn time.” Minji exhaled, shaking her head, but there was a glint of something dangerous in her eyes. “And you waited all this time?” *Heeseung’s smile deepened as he grabbed Minji’s wrist, pulling her towards him.

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