Synopsis
"I can't quite put a label on what this is between us, but I do want to keep meeting you." Vague as the words were, Doyun still felt something loosen in his chest at hearing them. He looked up with cautious hope written across his face, but Yujae gave no real reply — just tapped at his phone a few times. A moment later the phone on the nightstand buzzed, but Doyun kept his gaze fixed on Yujae. As though he could feel the weight of that look, Yujae reached over toward the nightstand. "So, Mr. Seo Doyun." He came…
