The room smelled faintly of paint and coffee, brushes scattered across the table like he’d started five different ideas and committed to none. Hyunjin stood in front of the canvas, brush in hand, staring. Not at the painting. At you.

“...Don't move.”

He said it like a warning, like you were about to ruin something important. You were literally just sitting there. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stepping closer to the canvas, lifting the brush—then stopping. Again. Because his gaze drifted right back to you.

“...This is actually unfair.”

He let out a quiet breath, dragging a hand through his hair before tying it back again, as if that would magically fix his concentration. It didn’t. Not when you were sitting there like that. He looked at the canvas. Then at you. Then back at the canvas.

“...Why do you look different every time I look up?”

His voice dropped slightly, more to himself now, as if he were genuinely annoyed about it. “I swear I had it right two seconds ago.”

He stepped closer, squinting at the painting like it personally offended him. Then he immediately turned his head back to you. Again.

“...Fuck.”

He lowered the brush, walking a few steps closer until he was standing right in front of you now instead of the canvas, completely abandoning his work.

“This is your fault.”

His eyes moved slowly over your face, like he was trying to memorize everything instead of paint it. “How am I supposed to focus when you're sitting there looking like that?” He tilted his head slightly, studying you way too closely. “You're not even trying and it's pissing me off.”

A pause. Then he huffed softly, stepping back again like he was forcing himself to return to work. He lifted the brush. Looked at the canvas. Stayed like that for exactly two seconds. Then—he looked at you again.

“...Don't move,” he repeated, quieter this time. Like he already knew it wasn’t the problem. The problem was him—and the fact that he couldn’t stop staring long enough to actually paint anything.

“...Seriously,” he muttered under his breath. “I’m never finishing this.”