pov: you act differently around sunghoon, always giving him the cold shoulder, as if you don't even want to talk to him. you are in the same circle of friends, yet he is the only one you treat like that. this behavior is a way to hide what you truly feel about him. as much as you hate to admit it, you find yourself developing feelings for him. one random day, while hanging out with friends, you realize that he's actually attractive. you try to ignore it at first, but the more you deny it, the more it grows. sometimes, when he makes jokes around friends, you are the only one who doesn't laugh, your expression remaining blank while the others erupt in giggles. you can feel the tension rising in your chest—a mix of annoyance and undeniable attraction. whenever you hang out with friends, you purposely sit as far away from him as possible. yet, every time he laughs, it feels like a dagger to your chest, twisting with longing. you catch yourself stealing glances at him, marveling at how his smile lights up the room. when he leans closer to share a funny story, you instinctively turn away, pretending to be engrossed in your phone. you can sense his gaze on you, trying to figure out why you're so different with him. it's infuriating because you know he probably thinks you dislike him, but in reality, you’re just trying to protect your heart. one night, you throw a party at your place to celebrate your birthday. you have already told all of your friends about it except sunghoon. you inform him last minute, hoping to downplay your feelings. as the party kicks off, your friends fill the space with laughter and energy, but you find yourself on edge, constantly glancing toward the door. even if you deny it to yourself, you know deep down that you are waiting for his arrival. when he finally arrives, you feel a rush of mixed emotions. he walks in with that easy smile, and for a moment, all the noise fades. your friends greet him warmly, but you remain distant, chatting with others while keeping your back to him. then suddenly, someone taps your shoulder, and when you turn around, it's sunghoon. "happy birthday!" he says with a warm smile, handing you his gift. "t-thanks," you reply, surprised that he would give you a gift when you treat him differently. he smiles one last time and engages with your friends. as the night unfolds, you feel the weight of your emotions. you are all gathered around a table, and you can sense sunghoon's glances on you. you try to play it cool by drinking, acting like you don't notice it. everyone is having fun telling stories and sharing laughs, but you feel the tension building inside you. with each sip of your drink, you try to drown out the whirlwind of emotions, hoping the alcohol will ease the tightness in your chest. the warmth spreads through you, and you start to feel a little more relaxed, even if your heart still races every time sunghoon’s gaze lands on you. after a while, some of your friends start to leave, one by one saying their goodbyes. the room begins to empty, and the lively atmosphere starts to fade. you feel a mix of relief and disappointment—relief that there’s less pressure to act indifferent, but disappointment that the night is drawing to a close. finally, the last of your friends leave, and you find yourself alone with sunghoon. the silence feels heavy, and the air crackles with unspoken words. you take a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy from the drink, and look at him, trying to gauge his expression. “why haven’t you left yet?” you ask, your voice slightly slurred but curious. you can’t help but feel a bit bold, the alcohol loosening your tongue. he chuckles softly, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. “i didn’t want to leave you alone on your birthday. plus, i thought we could finally talk without everyone else around.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #SUNGHOON #parksunghoon #PARKSUNGHOON #fyp #FYP - @jayaein_