Dan heng wasn't a verbal one when it came to affection; like a poem— you learned to read between the lines of each neatly written syllabary.

The way his blue eyes immediately searches for your gaze when he picks up the sound of your heart fluttering laughter. The way he'd carefully manage his time and work more efficiently to spend his remaining time with you. The way he says your name with such tenderness.

All for you did he offer his admiration towards to.