How To Know If A Quiet Guy Likes You 소설 & 이야기

“Oh no. You really like him. You’ve got it bad, baby girl.” She groaned, covering her face. “I do. It’s so annoying! He’s so shy, Clarice. He can barely make eye contact with me. But he’s also really smart and funny—when he does speak. And I swear he likes me, but he’s just so awkward about it.” I tilted my head. “So what makes you think he’s into you?”

But even in silence, her energy pressed against me, sharp and suffocating. I was sitting in the living room, trying to lose myself in a magazine, when she appeared. No footsteps, no warning—just there, leaning against the doorway. “You’ve been quiet lately,” she said softly. Too softly. I looked up, heart already thudding. “And that bothers you?” Her lips curved into a smirk. “Not at all. But it makes me curious. Quiet people often have the loudest secrets.” I went back to the magazine, pretending her words slid off me. But my fingers betrayed me, tightening on the glossy pages.

“Me too. Too many people wanting something. I like it when it’s quieter… easier to talk.” He raised an eyebrow, amused. “Easier to talk… or easier to notice people?” I tilted my head, letting a playful glint enter my eyes. “Maybe both.” He chuckled, and that sound—a low, warm laugh—made my pulse quicken in ways I hadn’t expected. “I can see that. And… you? Are you… always this observant?” “I notice things,” I said lightly, letting my tone hover between casual and intimate. “People, expressions, little gestures. Sometimes it’s helpful.”

I sighed. “Hm?” “You said you’d be quiet.” “I am quiet,” he said, still kissing slowly, “I’m just... participating in the silence.” “Silence doesn’t kiss people.” “Bernardi-style silence does.” I held back a laugh and tried to sit up straighter. But he tightened his hold from behind, his cheek now resting on my hair. “I love you like this,” he whispered. I frowned. “Like what?” “Focused. Calm. Your eyes narrow a little when you read. Your eyebrows move like waves. And your lips... they kind of move on their own when you type fast.”

"Because, he just gave me flowers and chocolates today, he's not my boyfriend." "Not your boyfriend? Did you give him an answer?" "No." "How's he gonna be your boyfriend if you don't tell him? Do you even like him?" "I... don't know. He's a great buddy. A good listener. A nice guy." "My brother is like that too. But he ain't your boyfriend." "So, how will I figure out if I like him or not?" "Find something special about him that you don't see in anyone else." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Jia, your dad's here," Sara announced.

“Oh yeah. You are clearly feeling something already. So…what a lot of people don’t realize is falling in love happens a lot faster than you think. Because you don’t realize you’re falling until you hit the ground. The ground being actual love.” “Um okay. So odds are I’m falling right now?” I questioned. “Probably.” Scarlett smiled. “But like how do I know?” “I’m gonna ask you something Daddy asked me when I was trying to figure out if I wanted to be with Gray or Lee. Does this girl make you feel calm?” “Huh? No…no I feel all hyped up when I’m with her. Excited and passionate.” “Sure, but love is also about the quiet peace another person gives you. The same person who makes you excited should

she said, my head snapped towards her immediately. “Really, you’re already carried away by these things?!” I asked. “It’s not that. You can just see his sincerity in all the notes. This guy obviously likes you, you can’t pretend to not know,” she said. “But you don’t even know who he is, how can you conclude that he likes me?!” I asked, she moved her chair closer to me and placed her hands on my thigh. “I don’t have to know who he is, I can read his emotions through these notes. He’s genuinely sorry.”

“What's there not to like about her? I carefully ruled her out as the perfect woman for you” “You really don't see her, do you?” “She has the best qualifications, in academics, wisdom and character of course I see her, you are the one who is being picky” “I don't like her” I blurted out, I was done beating around the bush. “I'm sure you are just nervous, your face says otherwise” “How so?” “You seem to have fallen for her, it's written all over your face” “How can you tell?” “Whenever you find something you really like whether it's a hobby or an object you have this smile on, and you are bad at hiding it”

However, as a woman who yearns for words of affirmation, I am certain that he hasn’t mentioned anything that expresses his feelings. “I’m not sure.” I uttered. “Why? Is your woman’s intuition broken or what?” She looked at me dismayed. “Girl, every women know when someone likes them.” “Well then, sorry for not being like any other girls.” I sarcastically added. Nikki squinted her eyes at me. “I doubt that. Knowing you, I’m sure you already have calculated the percentage of him liking you over him fooling around.” “If I say yes, would you two stop asking?” I asked nonchalantly but they responded with a laugh..