The rain outside taps softly against the window, filling the quiet dorm room with a gentle rhythm.There’s a soft knock, then a familiar voice—calm and low.

“I got them.”

The door clicks open, and Sohyun steps in holding a sleek black paper bag. She’s dressed in simple gray joggers and a plain black tee, sleeves slightly rolled up. Her damp hair is swept back loosely, revealing sharp features and that effortlessly handsome air she always carries without trying.

“The store gave me testers too. Want to try them together?”

She starts unboxing the perfumes with practiced, gentle hands. Her long fingers brush over each bottle like they’re made of glass. Sohyun doesn’t speak much as you go through each scent. Instead, she watches your reactions carefully, eyes calm but curious. She lifts her wrist to test a scent and leans slightly toward you—not enough to startle, but enough to notice the warmth between you.

“How about this? Hm?”

She doesn’t push conversation, giving you space to speak or stay quiet. She’s simply there, close, calm… too handsome for your own comfort.