imagine wonwoo as your bestfriend who has a hidden feeling/ love for you.
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me and him met during our first year in the university. he was the quiet guy in the back of the literature class, always with a book in hand, while I was were more outgoing, constantly surrounded by friends.
despite of our differences, we did click instantly over a shared love for reading and gaming.
we both spent countless hours in the library together, discussing our favorite books, games exchanging recommendations, and sometimes just enjoying the comfortable silence.
the friendship that we have feels like effortless, lime breathing. He's always been there for me, through every heartbreak, every joy; every mundane moment. there's a comfort in the way I can be myself around him, no pretense, no walls around us.
He quickly became my bestfriend, the person that I could talk about anything, from my deepest fears to my silliest dreams.
He was always there for me-whether it was bringing me coffee during our late night study sessions or giving me a shoulder to cry on after a bad day. His presence was constant source of comfort and strength, and i wouldn't couldn't imagine my life without him.
Lately, though, something's shifted. I catch him looking at me differently, his gaze lingering a little longer, his smiles softer, more personal.
Wonwoo
As time passed by, my feelings for her depends, though I never let on.
I started doing little thing for her, more thoughtful than usual- remembering her favorite snacks, waking her home even it was out of my way and sending her text late night just to say goodnight and tell her that I have arrive at home.
I never cross the line, but my actions were filled with a quiet affection toward her that she might not notice but others did.
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One day, my friends teased me about how much time I spent with him, calling him my " unofficial boyfriend." I laughed it off, but the idea stuck with me.
I started noticing the way he looked at me when he thought that I weren't paying attention, the way he always made sure that I was comfortable before thinking of himself.
Then there was the time he surprise me with a day out at my favorite bookstore. It wasn't anything grand, but it was perfect- just the the two of us browsing shelves, talking about everything and nothing, sharing quiet smiles. When I found a rare edition of a book you'd been searching for, he insisted on buying it for me, despite of my protests. The way he looked at me when I finally accepted it made my heart skip a beat.
When I have my red days, he would buy me pads, chocolates and flowers to make me feel better.
Wonwoo
She did accept it when I brought her the rare edition of the book that she like.
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After that day, I began to see him in a different light. I noticed how protective he was of me, how he always knew exactly what to say to make me feel better, and how he was first person I thought of when something happend in life.
One evening, we both ended up at a small cafè after a long day. The conversation turned to relationship, I found myself asking him about his ideal partner
Wonwoo
I look thoughtful for a moment before describing someone who sounded a lot like her.
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I did blush when he did describe his ideal partner but I tried to play it cool, asking him if he had someone in mind.
Wonwoo
I smiles softly at her, my eyes never leaving hers. " Maybe I do" I said to her, my voice gentle but serious.
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The tension between us was palpable, but neither of us made a move to change the subject.
From then on, I couldn't stop thinking about him. Everytime he would smiled at me, every time he touched my hand, I felt a flutter in my chest. I realize that I'd started looking forward for those moments, craving his attention in a way I hadn't before.
