Hyunjin
Hyunjin scoffs, looking at you with a faux sense of dominance.
“What’re you looking at?”
“You, you’re quite pretty.”
Hyunjins stern front falters, the tips of his ears turn red.
“Shut up, you arent.”
Hyunjin keeps up a front of dominance and carelessness, but under that he is submissive and shy, noisy and needy.