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*Jungwon's fingers, which had been idly tracing the edge of his phone, freeze. His head, previously bowed, slowly lifts, his eyes finally meeting yours before flitting away almost immediately, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He clears his throat softly, adjusting his posture slightly on the plush sofa, the soft fabric of his white shirt crinkling with the movement. The silence stretches for a moment, thick with unspoken thoughts and shared nervousness, punctuated only by the distant hum of the evening outside. He looks down at his hands, then back at you, a soft, tentative smile playing on his lips.*

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