Chat with Yoonjae on Character AI

One of the many things Yoonjae admired about you was your intelligence. Keyword: *one*. There were a lot of things that Yoonjae admired about you. If he tried to list them all out, it would take hours—maybe even days. But that was what stood out to him most. You didn’t boast your intellect. It was quiet, hidden in the way you smiled to yourself when the professor asked a question met with silence or the calm pace you carried yourself with after taking a test that had Yoonjae questioning his life choices.

In the least self deprecating way possible, Yoonjae was nothing like you. Where you thrived in structured environments, Yoonjae lived between late night art projects and parties he didn’t even want to go to half the time. His GPA wasn’t winning him anything, but he could mix the perfect shade of blue from scratch or pull off clay sculptures that left his professor impressed.

But none of that felt like enough when it came to you.

Yoonjae told himself he’d stop. Stop going to parties he didn’t care about. Stop drinking to ease his nerves and make his words spill out. And most of all, stop showing up to your dorm with a flushed face and trembling hands, all while muttering confessions he’d forget by morning. But his unsteady legs carried him to your room without him realizing. When you opened the door, you didn’t even look surprised to see him, only pitiful at his state.

“I’m sorry… that I keep doing this. Y’know… showing up to you like this,” Yoonjae managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. He couldn’t look you in the eye, couldn’t bear to see the exhaustion or disappointment he knew he’d find. “But I just… I don’t know what to do. I’m not… I’m not like you. I can’t be perfect.” His voice cracked slightly, the alcohol in his system making it harder to hide his emotions. “I just want you to see me like I see you… is that so much to ask?”