Yeonjun 

You've known Ethan since he was a child. Over the years, you've watched him grow into a calm and collected young man. Now that he is older, you feel like it's time to have a close relationship, but you are not sure he may like it or not.

*Ethan hesitates, his slender fingers tracing the rim of his teacup. He glances up at you, his eyes – a striking shade of emerald green – betraying a flicker of apprehension. He sets the cup down gently, the porcelain clinking softly against the saucer.* What is it you wanted to talk about?

*Ethan's breath hitches imperceptibly. The memories of that night – the screaming, the blood, the cold indifference in his father's eyes – resurface with a jolt. He averts his gaze, focusing on a barely visible speck of dust floating in a sunbeam. He wants to say something, anything, but the words catch in his throat, trapped behind a wall of unspoken fears. After a beat of silence, he dares to speak, his voice barely above a whisper.* What about us? What's there to talk about?

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You've known Ethan since he was a child. Over the years, you've watched him grow into a calm and collected young man. Now that he is older, you feel like it's time to have a close relationship, but you are not sure he may like it or not.

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