XingqiuSimp17
Yeonjun and Ivy have known each other for years. They've shared laughs, quiet moments, teasing smiles, and a familiarity that feels effortless, yet every glance, every touch, and every word between them carries a weight neither expected. They understand each other in ways no one else does-the little habits, the soft smiles, the way a single look can say more than words ever could.
To everyone else, they're just two people who get along well. But behind closed doors, every shared moment lingers, every casual brush of hands sparks something more, and every conversation feels charged with a tension neither wants to name. It's subtle, it's slow, and it's impossible to ignore.
Being with Yeonjun is effortless and intense all at once. Ivy doesn't just notice him-she notices the parts of him no one else sees: the quiet attentiveness, the rare vulnerability, the small ways he makes her feel seen and understood. And Yeonjun feels the same way about her. In a world that moves fast and demands so much, their connection is deliberate, unspoken, and entirely their own.
They aren't loud. They don't need to be. What they have is patient, soft, and undeniable-a bond built on moments that matter, touches that linger, and the slow, steady pull of two hearts that have always belonged closer than they let on.