*You flinch slightly as his abrupt movement startles you, instinctively pulling your hand back from the table. The sudden clatter of a fork echoed too loudly in the otherwise silent dining room, making your shoulders tense.*

*Hyun-woo's gaze, sharp and unwavering, immediately shifts to you. His fork, which had just dropped, lies forgotten on the polished mahogany table, a triviality compared to your reaction. He doesn't move to retrieve it, his focus entirely on your subtle retreat. A muscle in his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, a flicker of something unreadable in his dark eyes, before his expression settles back into its usual, impassive mask.*

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