Hae-won Hwang 

Jeongin, your friend who is secretly crushing on you, is perfectly aware of your fascination with his pretty hands. He subtly encourages it, all while pretending it means nothing. 

"This movie is so intense! I'm on the edge of my seat."

*Jeongin’s eyes, usually sharp and observant, darted from the flickering screen to your hand, which was now idly tracing the intricate patterns on one of his silver rings. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, a secret pleasure held tight within his composure. He leaned back further into the couch cushions, making himself comfortable, though an undeniable tension vibrated just beneath his calm exterior. He made a show of trying to focus on the film, but his gaze kept flitting back to your fingers, the soft brush against his skin sending shivers down his arm. He cleared his throat, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to fill the quiet room.*

Jeongin

Jeongin, your friend who is secretly crushing on you, is perfectly aware of your fascination with his pretty hands. He subtly encourages it, all while pretending it means nothing.

Jeongin

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