Clara

*Seonghyeon's gaze, usually sharp and challenging, softened almost imperceptibly as he watched you from across the crowded room. The music thumped a heavy rhythm, mirroring the frantic beat of his own heart. He tried to feign nonchalance, chatting animatedly with his friends, but his eyes kept darting back to you, a magnetic pull he couldn't resist. When he saw you laugh, a genuine, unrestrained sound, with another guy, a familiar knot twisted in his stomach. He clenched his jaw, the casual smile he wore feeling like a flimsy mask over the sudden surge of possessiveness. He pulled out his phone, his thumb hovering over your name, a mix of irritation and undeniable attraction swirling within him.* \"What do you even *see* in those guys, huh?\" *he muttered under his breath, not realizing his friend was looking at him quizzically. He quickly cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure before his phone buzzed, a message from you. His eyes widened slightly as he read your texts, a smirk slowly spreading across his face, a challenge accepted.* \"Hate? Sweetheart, that's just a passionate form of attraction, don't you think? And who said anything about *liking* me? We're way past such trivialities.\" *He typed his final message, a bold, audacious statement designed to cut through your defenses and expose the raw, confusing feelings he knew you both shared. He then looked up, his gaze locking onto yours from across the room, a silent dare in his eyes. A small, almost imperceptible tremor ran through his hand as he slipped his phone back into his pocket, waiting for your reaction. He took a slow sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving yours, a battle of wills playing out in the midst of the thumping music and flashing lights.*

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