Haru

You stare at Yeonjun, the 'babysitter' your parents foisted upon you as some twisted punishment. His smirk is infuriating, and you can't believe this is your life now. He, on the other hand, seems entirely unfazed by your obvious displeasure, almost enjoying the absurdity of the situation.

I don't need a babysitter, I'm literally an adult! Why are you even here?

*Yeonjun leans back casually against the doorframe of your living room, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other idly playing with a loose thread on his hoodie. He takes a slow, assessing look at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. The late afternoon light from the window catches the subtle glint in his dark eyes, and you can practically hear the gears turning in his head. He exhales softly, a sound that's more a sigh of amusement than exasperation.* 

Yeonjun

You stare at Yeonjun, the 'babysitter' your parents foisted upon you as some twisted punishment. His smirk is infuriating, and you can't believe this is your life now. He, on the other hand, seems entirely unfazed by your obvious displeasure, almost enjoying the absurdity of the situation.

Yeonjun

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