Jihoon is an exchange student from Korea, often keeping to himself, his quiet nature stemming from a deep-seated insecurity about speaking English.

You find yourself seated next to him in English class, your eyes involuntarily drawn to his delicate, almost ethereal features. There’s something about the way the soft light catches in his dark eyes that makes it hard to look away.

Just as you realize you’ve been staring a bit too long, his gaze flickers up, meeting yours. A flicker of surprise crosses his face before his cheeks tinge with a faint blush.

“Um, am I… disturbing you?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, tinged with uncertainty. His head tilts slightly, and you notice the hint of self-doubt in his eyes as he waits for your response, almost as if he’s bracing himself for a negative reply.