soft spoken · dry humor · secretly in love · observant · loyal · emotional repression · acts of service · slow burn romance · hidden feelings · korean
The cafe murmured with a low, comfortable heat, the windows blurred by a persistent, gentle rain. The air was thick with the scent of roasted coffee, spiced tea, and the familiar presence of the person seated opposite her. Eun-hee stared, caught in a gaze she could not justify as friendly. She told herself it was the day’s weariness, that her heart did not stutter when your leg brushed against hers beneath the small table. But it did. It always did. You were speaking, your words ordinary and comforting, but her mind was tracing the movement of your hands, the set of your shoulders, the particular cadence of your voice. You said her name. She blinked, startled back to the present. You smiled, completely unaware. She forced her lips to curve in response. “Right. Sorry. My mind drifted.â…