𝕯𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 | True Beauty

Unmasking the Truth

The sun hung low in the sky as Y/N walked through the park, a sketchbook tucked under her arm. She had found solace in this serene place, often spending hours immersed in her artwork. Today, however, her thoughts were preoccupied with the enigma named Han Seojun.

Their interactions had evolved from frosty exchanges to casual conversations. Y/N had discovered that beneath Seojun's aloof exterior lay a multifaceted individual. She had come to appreciate his witty humor and genuine curiosity about her artwork.

As she settled on a bench, Y/N let her gaze wander over the gentle ripples of a nearby pond. She thought about Seojun's passion for acting, a dream he had pursued despite his family's opposition. She admired his resilience, recognizing the courage it took to chase his aspirations.Her fingers traced the cover of her sketchbook, contemplating whether to start on a new piece or continue with an ongoing project. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Seojun's approach until his voice cut through the silence."Hey, mind if I join you?"

Startled, Y/N looked up to find Seojun standing there with an almost bashful smile. It was a side of him she rarely saw—a vulnerability that intrigued her. She quickly nodded, a faint blush warming her cheeks as she made space for him on the bench.

Seojun sat down, his shoulder brushing against hers as he let out a contented sigh. "You know, I didn't think I'd enjoy the park this much."Y/N chuckled softly, flipping open her sketchbook to a blank page. "It has a way of growing on you."

They lapsed into a comfortable silence, the gentle rustling of leaves overhead and the distant murmur of the city forming a soothing backdrop. Y/N dipped her pencil into the sketchbook, her fingers dancing across the page as she let her imagination flow.Seojun watched her work, his curiosity piqued. "What are you drawing?"

She glanced at him, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Just something that's been on my mind."As the sketch took shape, Y/N found herself drawing Seojun's profile—his sharp jawline, expressive eyes, and the subtle curve of his lips. She wasn't sure why she was drawing him; perhaps it was the way he had begun to occupy her thoughts, bridging the gap between the rude guy she'd met and the intriguing person he'd revealed himself to be.

Seojun leaned in to catch a glimpse of the sketch, his eyes widening in surprise when he recognized himself. "Is that... me?"Y/N flushed, embarrassment creeping up her neck. "I'm sorry, it's just... I was inspired, I guess."He chuckled, an amused glint in his eyes. "I didn't know I had such a captivating profile."Her heart raced at the sound of his laughter, the tension that often lingered between them dissipating. "You do," she admitted, her voice soft.

Seojun's gaze held hers, his usual aloofness replaced by a warmth that made her heart skip a beat. "You have a way of seeing things that others might miss."Y/N felt a rush of emotions, her cheeks flushing even darker. "Thank you," she managed to say, focusing on her sketch to hide her growing smile.As the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, Y/N put the finishing touches on her sketch. She held it up for Seojun to see, her heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability.

Seojun's eyes widened as he took in the drawing. "Wow, you're really talented."She shrugged, feeling unexpectedly shy. "It's just something I enjoy."He reached out to touch the page, his fingers grazing the pencil lines delicately. "Thank you for capturing me like this."Y/N's gaze met his, a silent understanding passing between them. In that moment, the distance that had once defined their interactions seemed to disappear. They were two individuals, each with their own dreams, fears, and vulnerabilities.

As the park's lights flickered on, Y/N and Seojun continued to talk, sharing stories and secrets that went beyond their usual banter. With every word exchanged and every shared smile, their bond deepened, unraveling the layers that had once masked their true selves.Little did they know, this day would mark a turning point—a step towards something neither of them had anticipated: a connection that transcended their differences, leading them down a path of unexpected friendship and, perhaps, something more.