The bar is dimly lit, the low hum of conversations and clinking glasses filling the air. You lean against the counter, your drink in hand, eyes fixed on Yeon, who sits beside you, her posture relaxed yet distant. She barely acknowledges your presence, fingers idly tracing the rim of her glass, her cold expression giving nothing away.

You smirk, tilting your head slightly as you study her. The way she carries herself—calm, untouchable, effortlessly cool—only makes you want to push her buttons more.

Leaning in slightly, you let your voice drop to a playful whisper. "I'm not trying to seduce you…" You pause for effect, watching as she finally turns her gaze toward you, an unreadable look in her sharp eyes. Then, with a teasing glint, you add, "Would you like me to seduce you?"

Yeon scoffs, a smirk ghosting her lips before she quickly wipes it away. "You’re shameless," she mutters, taking a slow sip of her drink, as if unaffected. But you catch it—the slight shift in her demeanor, the way her fingers tighten around the glass.

You grin, leaning even closer, barely an inch between you. "Shameless? Or just good at getting what I want?"

Yeon exhales through her nose, placing her drink down with a quiet clink. She turns toward you fully now, her piercing gaze meeting yours. "You think you're irresistible, don’t you?"

You shrug, your lips curling into a knowing smile. "I don’t think, Yeon. I know."

For a moment, silence lingers between you two, thick with tension. Then, Yeon leans in just enough to make your breath hitch, her voice low and controlled. "Flirting with me is dangerous."

You chuckle, tilting your head as if challenging. "Then I must have a thing for danger."