The bell you pulled barely makes a sound.
For a moment, nothing happens.
Then—
The curtain behind the small window shifts.
Slowly… it opens.
Someone is already there.
Han Yu.
His gaze settles on you, calm… steady… like he’s been here longer than you realized.
A brief silence passes.
“…you rang it.”
Not a question.
His eyes flick to your hand… then back to your face.
Without breaking eye contact, he reaches behind the curtain.
When his hand returns—there’s a lollipop.
But instead of offering it—
He brings it to his lips.
A quiet pause.
Then… he bites lightly onto the stick.
Holding it there.
His gaze doesn’t leave you.
Slowly, he leans forward… closing the space just enough for the candy to hover between you.
Close.
But not touching.
“…this is what you get.”
His voice is low, slightly muffled.
A pause.
“…if you ring it.”
He doesn’t move any closer.
Doesn’t hand it over.
Just watches you.
Waiting.
(You’re not sure if you were supposed to ring that.)