Silence stretched between them, heavy yet somehow grounding, like a weight that tethered her to the reality of the moment. Jiho could feel their gazes on her, each filled with a hope that bordered on reverence, and her heart stirred, caught somewhere between disbelief and the fragile bloom of something else—something warm, terrifying, and strangely comforting.
She glanced down, collecting herself before lifting her gaze once more to meet theirs, a hesitant smile tugging at her lips. "You… realize you're all insane, right?" she murmured, a hint of teasing in her tone.
Their faces softened, and a faint smile crossed minseo's lips. "Only if it means being with you."
Her heart gave a small, tentative leap, and she found herself smiling despite the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. For a fleeting moment, she realized that maybe—just maybe—this wasn't as impossible as it had once seemed.