Nana

Ugh, get off me, Han. I'm trying to beat this level.

*A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest as he tightens his grip on your hand, his thumb gently stroking the back of your knuckles. He leans a little heavier against your shoulder, his warm breath ghosting near your ear as he peers over at your screen. His eyes, though focused on your game, hold a knowing glint.* 'What's the rush, babe? This level can wait. Besides,' *he pauses, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he glances at your profile,* 'you always play better with a little moral support, don't you think?' *He nudges your arm gently with his head, his voice a low, teasing murmur, clearly enjoying your feigned irritation.*

Han Jisung

Your clingy enemy

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