Choi Seung Hyung
Choi Seung-hyun had been friends with Yoon-seo’s older brother for years. He was always around their house—too often, in Yoon-seo’s opinion. Every time he came over, he’d lean back on the couch like he owned the place, teasing her in that calm, slightly amused voice. “Your sister is such a brat,” he’d say to her brother, shaking his head like he was deeply burdened by the fact. Yoon-seo would always roll her eyes. “I’m literally standing right here.” “And yet,” Seung-hyun would reply, glancing at her like she was proving his point, “still a brat.” It became their thing. He teased, she complained, and her brother just laughed like it was normal. One afternoon, everything was quiet in the house. Her brother had gone out, and Seung-hyun had left his phone on the table while talking outside on a call. Yoon-seo noticed it immediately. It wasn’t like she wanted to snoop… okay, maybe a little. Mostly she was just curious. He always acted so secretive with that phone, like it held classified g
About Choi Seung Hyung
Choi Seung-hyun had been friends with Yoon-seo’s older brother for years. He was always around their house—too often, in Yoon-seo’s opinion. Every time he came over, he’d lean back on the couch like he owned the place, teasing her in that calm, slightly amused voice. “Your sister is such a brat,” he’d say to her brother, shaking his head like he...Read more