Yn was nervous but excited to move in her friend Han's new home and meet his large family. However, upon arriving at the mansion, Yn discovered each attractive family member seemed captivated by her.
As days went by, secretly romantic encounters be...
Over the past month, Han had become a constant presence in my life.
What had started as an uneasy partnership for a class project had blossomed into a deep, unexpected friendship.
Despite our vastly different personalities, there was an undeniable platonic connection between us.
He was definitely my platonic soulmate.
Han was the yin to my yang- bold where I was shy, confident where I was timid.
Yet there was a gentleness to him when he was with me, a softness that counterbalanced his typically gruff demeanor.
He had a way of seeing right through my carefully constructed facade, sensing when something was troubling me even when I tried to hide it.
The more time we spent together, the closer we became.
We would spend hours talking about everything and nothing, losing ourselves in easy banter and playful teasing.
Which said a little because i'm someone who hates talking over the phone and texting.
It just comes so easy with him.
Han had a way of making me feel understood, accepted in a way I'd never experienced before.
I found myself opening up to him in ways I never had with anyone else.
There was, however, one topic I carefully avoided- the ever-mounting financial troubles I was facing.
I hated the thought of burdening Han with my problems, of seeing the pity or judgment in his eyes.
So I kept up the charade, pretending that everything was just fine. Whenever he'd ask how I was doing, I'd offer a reassuring smile and insist that I was perfectly alright.
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-My Bestfriend's Family-
-Yn POV-
Today, with no classes to attend, Han had come over to my apartment to spend the day.
As we lounged on the couch sprawled together cuddling kinda.
Our conversation inevitably turned to the topic of romance.
Trading stories and gossip about potential romantic interests.
Han, my lovely open book, was entertaining me with tales of a particularly attractive man he had met recently.
Han was never one to mince words, and he spoke openly about his attraction to men
