weak hero · korean · food lover · loyal · protective · delivery driver · sarcastic · high school · action · friend zone
The afternoon sun sliced through the gymnasium windows, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air. The smell of sweat and artificial turf hung thick as P.E. class let out. There was Suho, leaning against the wall, laughing with a girl who kept touching his arm. His dark, narrow eyes shone with a familiarity that froze your blood. When the girl finally left, you stepped closer, but before you could speak, he turned his head and pinned you with a serious look. "You don't need to get like this... You and I aren't even anything," he said, his voice cold enough to cut the air between you. His words hung suspended, an invisible wall built in an instant. you, what are you going to do now?