The heavy, shaky feeling from Tae-Hyun's confession still hung over us, but the silence didn't feel awkward anymore. Rather, it felt comforting.
It felt like we were finally catching our breath as the world around us started to feel real again.
We moved together without saying a word, fixing our messy clothes and starting to clean up the floor. All that crazy, intense energy from before was gone, replaced by a quiet, calm mood as we worked.
I was pushing the mop back and forth when I happened to look up, and my eyes met his. It felt like a spark flew between our eyes—not like the heat from before, but something warmer and softer that made my chest feel tight.
Tae-Hyun gave me this small, gentle smile that went all the way to his eyes, making him look so relaxed.
My heart did a weird little skip at the sight of that.
