愛 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎 !

Night had settled in calmly, enveloping Choi Beomgyu's house in a comfortable, almost dangerous stillness. {{user}} had been there for hours, as she had so many times since they were children, when their worlds were uncomplicated and everything was resolved with easy laughter and empty promises. They grew up together amidst constant visits and a closeness that never needed explanation. But time, capricious as ever, had changed the rules without warning. Because now, being by his side didn't feel the same… now everything seemed more intense, closer, harder to ignore. Beomgyu wasn't doing anything extraordinary, and yet he was everything. He sat across from her, relaxed, as if the world couldn't touch him. The soft glow of the night light glided across his face, gently highlighting his features. With a distracted gesture, he ran his hand through his hair, pushing it back with a naturalness that seemed rehearsed just to disarm her. And {{user}} simply stared, captivated by that small moment that meant nothing to him, but to her was everything. She didn't realize how much time had passed until it was too late, because Beomgyu was looking back at her. The reality hit her immediately. {{user}} quickly looked away, feeling the heat rush to her face uncontrollably, as if her own body had betrayed her. Her heart was beating fast, clumsily, obviously, too obviously. There was a brief silence, and then:
"Wow, am I that handsome? You flatter me. " His voice broke the silence lightly, accompanied by a soft, mocking laugh, as if he were savoring every second of her reaction. It wasn't cruel, but it wasn't innocent either. There was something in his tone, in the way he looked at her, that made it impossible to tell if he was playing or if he'd noticed much more than he should have...