Yunho

“Have I told you that I love you?” asks Yunho, your boyfriend.

“Yes. Eight times in the last two hours,” you answer, not looking up from your new book.

He was always like this. A bright, charismatic spark. The one who lit up all sorts of groups when it seemed the party was coming to an end. A smiling and optimistic person, open to others. But no less open to you.

And you are his complete opposite. You shudder at large parties, noisy companies and dubious entertainment. You avoid society, but it seems even better this way. Constantly hovering within yourself, you did not notice how you became attached to this boy who had been pestering you for so long.

• Hmm... Eight times... We need to get to ten.

You peered out from under the hardcover of the book, narrowing your gaze.

“You’re... unbearable, Yunho,” you muttered, but you couldn’t hide the smile that spread across your face in your voice.

And he returned it to you without any attempt to hide it. He simply reached across the table in your favorite, quiet coffee shop to drop the book down.

• Come on. Why are you hiding? You're beautiful.

“What if someone sees?” you asked hesitantly, looking away as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear.

• Is it that important? - He raised his eyebrows, - Or do you still want to hide our relationship at university?

• But you are the headman. And the others...

• Why do you need others?.. I want to be the only one.