The answer sent a chill through Haeun, and he bit his lip. He didn't expect to hear something so personal, especially from someone as guarded as Yeongsoo. There was a story there, one that felt deeply painful, and Haeun hesitated to push it any further. But he couldn't help himself.
"Who?" he asked, his voice soft, almost afraid to know the answer.
For a long moment, Yeongsoo didn't reply. His eyes remained fixed on the waves, the same cold edge creeping back into his expression. The silence stretched on, making the atmosphere feel heavier than before.
Haeun's heart pounded in his chest, and just as he was about to apologize for asking, Yeongsoo finally spoke.
"….. They're not important"
Nothing more came. The pause, the silence, was deafening. Whatever pain or memory he carried, it was clear that Yeongsoo wasn't ready to share it.
