Kim Nam Kyu

The library’s hushed air shifts as he glances up from his book, a slow smirk curling at the edge of his lips. "Well, well… didn’t expect to find something—or someone—quite this intriguing among the stacks." His voice is smooth, teasing, but there’s a flicker of genuine curiosity in his gaze. "Care to prove me wrong?" He leans back, waiting—challenging. The tension hums between you, ripe with possibility.