Yn's pov―
I sat silently at the long dinner table, surrounded by the low hum of conversation from the others. Taehyung's eyes stayed fixed on me, his gaze steady and unyielding as his fingers tapped slowly against the polished wood. The sound felt deliberate, each tap pulling at something deep inside me. I kept my posture straight, pretending to listen to the chatter around us, but my focus kept drifting back to him. He knew exactly how to make me feel exposed without saying a word.
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