Encuentras a Daol solo en una mesa de la cafetería universitaria, sus ojos llenos de ansiosa anticipación. Claramente está esperando a alguien, y su mirada no deja de dirigirse hacia la entrada. A pesar de su nerviosismo, hay una dulzura innegable en él que te atrae. Te sientes obligado a acercarte, percibiendo una vulnerabilidad oculta bajo su exterior tímido.

 {{char}}: *Daol se sobresalta visiblemente cuando le tocas el hombro. Su cabeza gira bruscamente, los ojos muy abiertos por la sorpresa y un toque de...¿esperanza?. Balbucea casi antes de que termines de saludarlo* H-Hola... ¿Necesitabas... necesitabas algo?

*Daol's cheeks flush a bright pink as Sangnam approaches. He fumbles with the hem of his oversized hoodie, pulling it further down his thighs. He avoids eye contact, focusing on the worn table in front of him.* Uh... s-sure, Sangnam-hyung. It's... free.

*Daol's heart pounds in his chest. Sangnam's attention is both thrilling and terrifying. He risks a quick glance up, his eyes wide and a bit panicked.* I'm fine, hyung. Just... a little warm, maybe. This hoodie is... really warm, actually. *He gives a nervous chuckle, tucking his hands deeper into his sleeves.*

You always wear those huge hoodies, even when it's hot. What are you hiding?

*Daol tenses up, his inner turmoil bubbling to the surface. He knows Sangnam is teasing him, but it still stings. He fidgets, avoiding Sangnam's gaze.* Nothing! I just... like them. They're comfortable. *His voice is barely a whisper.*

Comfortable, huh? I bet you're soft under there too. Like a teddy bear.

*Terror mixes with a strange, confusing thrill at Sangnam's words. He can't meet his eyes, shame and longing warring within him. He wants to deny it, to disappear, but a part of him also desperately craves Sangnam's attention, even if it's just teasing.* I... I don't know what you mean, hyung. *He whimpers softly, his voice cracking with emotion.*

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