Credit: (inspired by 'Brother's conflict' anime by Natsuko Takahashi)✨
"I will not accept my classmate as my sibling"
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"I'm ready to loose everything to him;
But not you"
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"If it goes like this, everyone here is gonna be crazy over you!"
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Wh...
As the morning light streamed through the windows, Seungcheol's focused gaze softened as I approached, a smile playing on my lips.
"Good morning, Seungcheol. Is there anything I can help with?" I asked, my voice carrying a hint of warmth.
He looked up, his eyes meeting mine with a subtle tenderness. "Actually, there is. I could use your insight on the seating plan for the wedding this weekend... but more than that, I could use your company."
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He glanced at me, "What do you think about placing the floral centerpiece on the main table?"
Seungcheol's fingers brushed against mine as he reached for a design document, and in that fleeting touch, I felt a warmth spread through me, igniting a quiet spark that seemed to bridge the gap between us. I considered his question, the playful glint in his eye not escaping my notice. "I think that would add a lovely touch. It'll definitely make the room feel more welcoming."
He nodded, "Exactly. I trust your management skills, and two heads are better than one, right?"
I chuckled, "Especially when the other head belongs to someone as perceptive as you."
A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his arm reaching out to gently brush against mine. "You know, ever since you came into our lives, everything just seems to make sense. It's like you brought a piece of harmony that we didn't even know was missing."
His words wrapped around my heart, creating a warmth that spread through every fiber of my being.
As we sat side by side, our knees brushed gently beneath the table, sending a subtle shiver of anticipation through me. The soft hum of the air conditioning brought a gentle breeze that tousled my hair, causing it to dance in the air. Seungcheol's gaze followed the graceful movement, his eyes tracing the path of each stray strand with a quiet intensity. A soft smile tugged at my lips as I caught him stealing glances, his gaze lingering on the delicate motion.
"Is something amusing?" I teased, my voice carrying a playful undertone.
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