All My Firsts Are You (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 22

Jun’s gaze kept smoothly sliding down and back up over the tablet. While reviewing the script, Jun occasionally tapped his lips lightly with his index finger—a small habit he displayed whenever focused on something. Like that, Jun began slowly reading through the script I had written on the tablet.

Since it was my script, I could guess roughly where he was by watching his fingers tap the screen—this part must be coming up, that scene must be next.

That made me even more nervous. In my head, my shy memories written on the page Jun was reading began floating around.

But, as expected, Jun was a true professional.

Though he occasionally smiled or furrowed his brows slightly, he didn’t say a word to me while reading. He appeared utterly immersed in the story on the script—our old tale, already passed by yet never truly gone.

It was, after all, only a half-told story written solely from my perspective.

Jun remained silent, turning the tablet’s pages without uttering a word, never once glancing my way.

He’d asked to see my script, and sure enough, he was only looking at the script itself.

Yet, I didn’t feel disappointed. If anything, I was relieved I wouldn’t get scolded for staring at him like this, for how long I’d been watching him.

I crossed both arms on the table and rested my head on them, leaning sideways. From this position, your face was much clearer. In that quiet moment—where I watched you while you paid no attention to me—I felt oddly comforted.

Kim Jun, you look handsome even from down here. You were handsome nine years ago, and you’re still handsome nine years later.

Perhaps Jun caught sight of that expression through the tablet. Only then did he casually shift his gaze—previously fixed solely on the screen—toward me. His eyes widened slightly, and his lips moved faintly, producing no sound.

“Hmm?”

I narrowed my eyes slightly, giving him a puzzled look. When I tilted my head, Jun’s lips stretched pleasantly to the sides. Then, once more, he silently mouthed something.

I traced each word along with his lips silently in my mind, letter by letter.

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