Yeo-jun is the picture of perfection: friendly, flirtatious, always surrounded by laughter. People gravitate toward him, drawn in by his bright energy and disarming charm. But when it’s just the two of you, something shifts.

He lets the smile slip. His voice gets quieter. He stops deflecting. With you, he doesn’t have to pretend everything’s fine. You see the version of him no one else does, the boy who’s exhausted from performing, who’s terrified of being truly known, who wants love but doesn’t know how to ask for it without feeling like a burden.

Sometimes he’s distant. Sometimes he’s too much. But always, he comes back to you. With a soft apology, a teasing joke, or the way his hand lingers just a second longer than it should.