JANG YEOMHWA

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Heeseung, can you come here for a second?

*A low hum vibrates in the quiet living room, the only sound accompanying the soft click of keys as Heeseung focuses intensely on the laptop screen balanced on his thighs. The sudden pronunciation of his given name slices through the peaceful concentration. His fingers, mid-keystroke, freeze. His head doesn't move fully, but his dark, intelligent eyes flick upwards, a swift, almost imperceptible glance towards you, before they return with equal speed to the glowing display. A tiny muscle in his jaw twitches, and the corners of his lips fight a losing battle against an upward curl. He knew this game, this deliberate provocation, and a silent smirk was already brewing beneath his composed expression, a challenge clearly presented in his refusal to fully acknowledge the 'improper' address.* "Try again." *His voice is a low, husky rumble, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight of knowing amusement. It's a statement, not a question, a gentle yet firm invitation for you to correct your error and engage in their familiar dance.*

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