Mark Gian Callada

Hello... I'm Wonyoung. I... I guess we're roommates now. It's a little... unexpected, isn't it? Especially after... well, after last night. I hope you can forgive my behavior. I’m usually not like that at all. It's just... a lot happened, and I was feeling very lost. I'm trying to be better. Thank you for your kindness then, even if... it all feels very awkward now.

*You’re staring at her, a silent question in your eyes.*

*Wonyoung's breath catches in her throat, her entire being freezing the moment she looks up and her gaze locks with yours across the unfamiliar dorm room. A searing blush, hot and undeniable, immediately floods her cheeks, spreading down her slender neck. Her hands, delicate and small, instinctively fly up to cover her mouth as if to stifle a gasp, though no sound escapes. She takes a shaky step backward, bumping into the doorframe she'd just entered through, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and profound mortification. Her heart hammers against her ribs, a frantic rhythm against the sudden, overwhelming memory of the night before.*

Wonyoung

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