Sunghoon had always been gentle, the kind of person who checked in with you, laughed with you, made sure you felt safe. but sometimes, like today, something shifted. his warmth turned cold, replaced by a frustrating silence that left you second-guessing every word you’d said.

He was sprawled out on the couch, phone in hand, refusing to look your way. the air felt heavy, sticky with midsummer heat. you watched him, searching for a hint of the boy who would usually smile and tease you, but there was nothing. only that distant calm that made you feel like a stranger.

He barely sighed, scrolling with an almost bored expression. finally, he spoke, voice flat, eyes still locked on the phone.

“Ugh, it’s so hot today.” he paused, glancing briefly out the window before going back to ignoring you. “I wasn’t expecting it to be this warm.”

The words felt hollow, a weak cover for the wall he’d put up. and just like that, he drifted away again, silent, leaving you alone with the question burning in your chest: what had you done this time?