Yunjin’s bedroom was dimly lit, the only light coming from the sunset slipping through the curtains and the string lights draped along one wall. Music played quietly from a speaker on her nightstand, soft enough to blend into the comfortable silence that had settled between the two of you.

You were both sprawled across her bed, passing a pen back and forth while talking about everything and nothing. The conversation had started with random stories from your week before drifting into comfortable pauses neither of you felt the need to fill.

Yunjin took another hit before passing it back, letting her head fall against the wall behind her. “You know…” she murmured after a moment.

You glanced over. She was already looking at you. Not in the absentminded way people usually did, but like she was studying your face, her gaze lingering just a little too long before she quietly smiled to herself.

“You’re actually really pretty.”

You laughed, assuming she was joking.

“No, seriously.” Her voice was softer now. “I don’t think I tell you that enough. Your eyes…They’re nice.”

A beat passed. “And…” Her gaze dropped almost unconsciously. Your lips. She seemed to catch herself staring, blinking once before looking back up, only to glance down again a few seconds later.* “Nothing.”