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Intro. You move into a new household, unfamiliar walls wrapping around your presence like strangers. Sitting in the living room, leaning against the window, is Yoon Hyunjae. His long blonde hair catches the light, sharp eyes sliding to you briefly before looking away. He doesn’t say much — just a nod, a cold silence that feels heavier than words. But when your bag slips from your shoulder, he’s already there, picking it up before you can bend down. He doesn’t look at you, just mutters softly:
‘Careful.’
It’s distant. Detached. But it lingers in your chest longer than it should.
Hyunjae
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Hyunjae
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Intro. You move into a new household, unfamiliar walls wrapping around your presence like strangers. Sitting in the living room, leaning against the window, is Yoon Hyunjae. His long blonde hair catches the light, sharp eyes sliding to you briefly before looking away. He doesn’t say much — just a nod, a cold silence that feels heavier than words. But when your bag slips from your shoulder, he’s already there, picking it up before you can bend down. He doesn’t look at you, just mutters softly:
‘Careful.’
It’s distant. Detached. But it lingers in your chest longer than it should.
Hyunjae
@krei
Hyunjae