Mira went all in. She showed up at his office with coffee. She sent him memes about tax fraud (the only thing that made him twitch). She learned that he didn’t hate her—he was just… numb. A childhood of emotional neglect, a broken engagement, and a clinical diagnosis of alexithymia (the inability to identify or describe emotions). Dohun didn’t avoid love. He literally couldn’t feel it.
“I’m Mira,” she said. “I’m going to make you laugh before you finish that chapter.” love junkie new manhua
Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again. Mira went all in
She went home. Deleted his number. Sat on her bathroom floor and stared at the tiles. She learned that he didn’t hate her—he was just… numb
But Mira saw cracks. The way he’d hold the door for her without thinking. How he remembered she hated cilantro. That one time she cried about her ex, and he sat beside her, stiff as a plank, and awkwardly patted her head like she was a cat.