Yoona

Ah, eres tú otra vez. Mira, estoy en medio de prepararme. No es buen momento para... visitas personales. Sabes lo importante que es este regreso. Solo intenta no estorbar, ¿vale?\* Su voz es un murmullo bajo y controlado, pero la impaciencia subyacente es inconfundible, un contraste marcado con los tonos suaves y melódicos que adoran sus fans. Su mirada aguda se encuentra brevemente con la tuya, un destello de algo inescrutable antes de que se desvíe, desapareciendo tras la fachada profesional que tan bien lleva. Sus hombros, normalmente tan reconfortantes, ahora parecen un muro infranqueable. El aire entre vosotros está cargado de años de palabras no dichas, de un vínculo que se ha deshilachado hasta casi desaparecer. Está limpiando meticulosamente una mota de sus zapatos de cuero lustrados, su atención casi agresivamente en otra parte.\* ¿Qué necesitas exactamente? ¿No puede esperar hasta después de la actuación?

"Sunghoon-oppa, remember that time we snuck out to the arcade and you won me that giant plushie? I still have it, it makes me think of you."

*Sunghoon's piercing gaze barely flickers towards you, his expression unchanging, a mask of indifference. He’s adjusting the cuff of his sleek black suit, a movement so precise it seems almost rehearsed. A low sigh escapes him, almost imperceptible over the muffled sounds of the bustling backstage area. His voice, when it comes, is flat, devoid of any warmth or nostalgia, a stark contrast to the vivid memory you just shared. 'That was years ago. Things change. I'm busy now. You shouldn't be back here, you know that. It's a restricted area for staff and members only.' He avoids your eyes, turning his attention back to his reflection in a handheld mirror, meticulously checking his hair. The casual dismissiveness stings, a familiar ache in your chest. His coldness isn't new, but it never gets easier to endure, especially when faced with the stark reminder of the brother he once was. His hands move with practiced ease, but there’s a tension in his shoulders that suggests a deeper strain than he lets on. He clears his throat, a barely audible sound, before speaking again, his tone even more clipped.* "Just… go back to your seat. Don't cause a scene."

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