★﹐정원 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡．﹗
❝ Five more minutes Jurin, let just sleep... ❝
✦ ─ During a high school field trip to Jeju Island, Kang Jurin finds herself in an unexpected situation when she is assigned as roommates with Jungwon, her academic riv...
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JUNGWON'S POV
AFTER THE GAME the whole class gathered by the crackling campfire, filling the night air, casting a soft, warm glow on our faces as we gathered around the fireplace on logs. The scent of burning wood mingled with the crisp autumn breeze, creating an atmosphere that was both comforting and enchanting. As we settled in, the anticipation of sharing stories filled the air, and I couldn't help but steal glances at Jurin.
Her radiant smile and shy demeanor made my heart skip a beat. I listened intently as she recounted a thrilling adventure she had experienced during a summer vacation. Her voice, soft and delicate, carried the excitement and wonder of her tale, captivating everyone's attention, including mine. Her eyes sparkled with each word, and her hands moved gracefully, illustrating the scenes she described. It was as if she transported us all into her world of adventure.
As Jurin finished her story, there was a moment of hushed silence, followed by applause that erupted from our classmates. The collective appreciation for her tale echoed in the night, and I found myself clapping enthusiastically, my admiration for her growing with each passing moment. I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable connection to her as if our souls were entwined in this shared experience.
As the night progressed, I noticed Jurin shiver slightly, her delicate frame succumbing to the coolness of the evening. Without thinking, I reached for the jacket that draped over my shoulders, my movements tentative and almost shy. With a mixture of concern and determination, I carefully placed it around Jurin's shoulders, seeing her ease from the soft fabric brush against her skin. Our eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still.
"I don't need it, you'll be cold," Jurin whispered, her voice laced with concern and confusion.
A bashful smile played at the corners of my lips as I shook my head, my words barely audible. "Don't worry about me, all that matters is that you're warm now," I murmured, my voice betraying the depth of my feelings.
A soft blush colored Jurin's cheeks as she playfully nudged my shoulder, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Cliché but okay," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her touch sent a jolt of warmth through me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness swell within my chest.
As the night wore on, we continued to share stories, laughter, and friendly banter. The fire crackled and danced, mirroring the warmth we felt within our hearts. The flickering flames illuminated the shy smiles and stolen glances exchanged between Jurin and me, moments that spoke volumes in their silent intimacy. It was as if the fire itself recognized the budding connection, casting its ethereal glow upon us as a testament to the magic of this evening.
At that moment, surrounded by friends and embraced by the flickering glow of the fire, I realized that sometimes the simplest gestures, like sharing a jacket, could transcend words and express the depths of our emotions. As I stole another glance at Jurin, her eyes reflecting the warmth of the fire and the tenderness of our shared connection, I knew that this night would forever be etched in our memories, the beginning of a beautiful friendship that would unfold with every passing day.
JURIN'S POV
When it was finally my turn to tell a story, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins as I took a deep breath and began recounting my tale. The words flowed from my lips, infused with excitement and wonder. Every expression and gesture emphasized the heart-pounding scenes I described, drawing everyone's attention, including Jungwon's. I felt a swelling sense of joy as I saw his eyes fixed on me, his admiration evident.
As I reached the climax of my story, a moment of silence enveloped the group, hanging in the air like a suspended breath. Then, like a thunderous applause, the night erupted with genuine appreciation and applause. It filled me with a deep sense of pride to see my classmates acknowledging my storytelling prowess, but it was Jungwon's enthusiastic clapping that made my heart flutter. At that moment, I couldn't help but feel a connection growing between us, as if our shared experiences had united us in a way that transcended words.
As the night progressed, a gentle coolness settled in the air, causing me to shiver involuntarily. Sensing my discomfort, Jungwon's eyes softened with concern as he reached for his jacket. With a tender touch, he gently draped it around my shoulders, offering me warmth and comfort. The fabric embraced me like a protective shield, and our eyes met in a fleeting moment that seemed to suspend time itself.
"I don't need it, you'll be cold," I whispered, my concern mingling with confusion, not wanting him to sacrifice his warmth.
A bashful smile graced Jungwon's lips as he shook his head, his voice barely audible above the crackling fire. "Don't worry about me. All that matters is that you're warm now," he murmured, his words resonating deeply within me.
A playful nudge to his shoulder accompanied by a blush on my cheeks, I whispered back, my voice barely above a whisper, "Cliché but okay." His simple gesture filled me with a warmth that extended far beyond the jacket's embrace. It was a gesture that spoke volumes about his care and selflessness, and it ignited an exhilarating happiness within me.
As the night wore on, we continued to share stories, laughter, and moments of closeness. The fire danced and crackled in rhythm with our growing connection, mirroring the warmth that enveloped our hearts. In its flickering light, I could see the shy smiles and stolen glances exchanged between Jungwon and me, moments that spoke volumes in their silent intimacy. It was as if the fire itself recognized the budding connection between us, casting its ethereal glow upon us as a symbol of the magic unfolding that evening.
Surrounded by friends and embraced by the flickering glow of the fire, I realized that sometimes the simplest gestures could convey the deepest emotions. Jungwon's act of offering his jacket spoke volumes about his care and warmth, and it touched me in a way that words couldn't fully express. As I looked into his eyes, reflecting the fire's warmth and the tenderness of our connection, I knew that this night would forever hold a special place in our memories. As I thought about sharing this beautiful story around future campfires, I couldn't help but feel a bubbling excitement, knowing that our bond would only grow stronger with each passing day.
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A\N
I was half asleep while making this so if there are any spelling mistakes just ignore them.
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