After the hug, he moved away slowly, looking at you with a warm smile — eyes turning into crescents. His hands reached to tug on his sweater, a bit shyly. ”Maybe we should find an activity to spend time together?” He tilted his head as he looked at you, wondering if you would accept. ”I think it’s hard to find things to do in winter, though. It’s cold outside. I can’t wait for spring.”
“Should we?” Hillary curiously asked in a light tone to ascertain his offer, composing herself by fixing her coat just occasionally while her eyes fixated on admiring his eye smile. “That sounds good, actually. Thank you for opening it up. I have to warn you though, I’m not fun to be with. I mostly spend my time with books. How about we visit an art gallery?” She sighed. “And you’re right about winter activities. There’s not much that I know of. There’s skiing, but it’ll be a long trip going to and from here.”
“Seungjin, are you okay? I’m sorry for asking you again.” Hillary managed to say with her brows slanted down, anxious of...
hillary–x: He felt a bit shy because of your reaction; he pressed his lips together, shaking his head slowly. Such...