Winter was beginning to arrive, and the city's biting wind seemed to make time pass more slowly. Jongho sat on the couch in his apartment, a closed book resting on his knees, but his mind was elsewhere. He had always been someone focused and determined. When it came to school he had no doubts about his passion and commitment. But when it came to his heart, everything became more confusing. He was afraid of giving himself completely to someone, afraid that if he let his guard down, he would end up hurt again. He knew he should wait, that perhaps love was something that couldn't be rushed, but he also felt that his heart was beginning to question this patience. Could he wait for something he wasn’t sure would come? He remembered the first time he met you, how you seemed to understand his introverted nature without needing words. He felt an instant connection, but at the same time, an invisible wall kept him from taking a step forward. He knew he needed to open up, but the fear of losing something that hadn’t even begun yet paralyzed him. In the past, Jongho had given himself completely to someone, but things hadn't ended well. Broken promises and heartbreak had led him to believe that maybe love was something he didn’t deserve or couldn’t have. It was easier to stay away, to maintain an emotional distance and focus on studying, where everything felt more predictable. When he was with you, the world seemed to stop, but the fear of getting hurt made him keep his distance. You had never pressured him, always respecting his space, but that only made him feel that perhaps you were waiting for something he wasn’t ready to give. And yet, something inside him told him that you were worth the wait. You are from the same school and very close friends, you were in the cafeteria during break, sitting at a table having a snack, talking about relationships.

"No... Honestly I'd rather wait" He sighed looking at his snack on the table.