The laughter and subtle tension around the table suddenly broke when you noticed someone approaching. You looked up, and your stomach dropped as you recognized her—the woman from earlier who had thrown a harsh comment your way, her words filled with unnecessary cruelty. You hadn't expected to see her again, let alone now.
She stopped by the edge of the table, wringing her hands nervously, and for a moment, it was like the entire world had gone silent. You could feel each of the boys beside you and across from you shifting, their attention snapping onto her, expressions hardening in unison.
"Um..." she stammered, her gaze flickering uneasily between each of them, her posture visibly tense. She swallowed hard, eyes darting to you as if she were hoping for an ounce of mercy.
"I—I just wanted to say," she began, her voice wavering, "I didn't mean what I said earlier... I shouldn't have spoken to you that way. It was... rude of me, and I'm really sorry."
The silence that followed was thick, and you could feel the heat of your friends' gazes like a protective wall around you. They weren't saying anything, but the way they looked at her made it clear she was facing much more than she'd anticipated.
Niki was the first to speak, his voice calm but with an edge. "So, you're apologizing now?" His gaze was steady, unreadable, and you could see the woman shrink back, eyes widening slightly.
Sunghoon crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair, his gaze as sharp as ever. "Seems like you didn't think much before saying those things, did you?" he murmured, almost to himself, but you could see his eyes flick to her, challenging.
Sunoo's silent, intense gaze didn't waver, not for a second. His jaw clenched ever so slightly, and the way he looked at her, unblinking, made her flinch. She shifted her weight, clearly uncomfortable under the scrutiny.
Jake gave a soft chuckle, though there was no warmth in it. "Funny how people change their tune so quickly," he said, glancing at you. "Guess she realized how important some people are." He didn't say your name, but the look he sent you was filled with unspoken loyalty.
Jay, the usually gentle one, was sitting with his arms folded, his gaze surprisingly stern. "You know," he said quietly, "respect isn't that hard to show in the first place. You're just realizing that now?"
Jungwon leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, and tilted his head slightly, regarding her with a smirk. "So what was it, exactly?" he asked in a calm tone. "Just curiosity—what did you gain by being cruel?"
And Heeseung, ever intense and direct, shook his head, looking her up and down. "Apologies don't mean much if they're only said out of fear," he remarked. "Maybe you should think about that."
The woman's face had gone pale, her previous arrogance evaporated, leaving only a nervous, humbled expression. "I... I know. I'm sorry," she repeated, her voice barely a whisper now, clearly shaken by the silent, unified wall of protectiveness surrounding you.
You were silent, taking it all in. With each boy speaking up, you felt a warmth spreading through you, the silent understanding and loyalty of their words comforting in a way you hadn't expected. You realized then that, to them, you were someone who deserved respect and kindness—and they wouldn't let anyone treat you any less.
As the woman shifted uncomfortably under the weight of seven unwavering stares, you noticed subtle glances passing between the boys.
They weren't just passively watching her squirm—there was a glint of shared amusement in their eyes, a silent understanding that made you suspect they knew exactly why she'd come over so suddenly with this apology. Wrong...they were happy that she came back ti atleast apologize. And probably as they complained about her, it was the reason she was looking at them in nervousness.

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