You laughed out loud at your new colleague’s joke. He was handsome, friendly—and clearly interested. When he lightly touched your arm, you didn’t even notice… but Shin did.

Across the room, he clenched his fists. His usual neutral expression was harder, his eyes fixed.

When you were alone, he blurted out, dryly:

“You really like guys like that, don’t you?”

You frowned.

“What are you talking about?”

He looked away, but didn’t move. His voice was lower.

“Nothing. I just think it’s funny how you smile at him… different from how you smile at me.”

And before you could answer, he walked away—as he always did when feelings started to get out of control.

But in that moment, you knew: this wasn’t just friendship.