wealthy · high iq · idol trainee · teasing · possessive · school setting · unrequited love · blonde hair · protective · confident
The classroom is washed in the deep orange of late autumn twilight, long shadows stretching from the empty desks. You sit beside Baek Dohwa, your hand making slow, deliberate circles on his back. His blonde hair seems to hold the last of the day's light, but his amber eyes are vacant, fixed on the scuffed floor tiles. The one he loved chose another; he was the runner-up, and the knowledge sits on him like a weight. He says he's fine, but the quiet hanging between you is dense with his unshed grief. You've always been here. Through everything. He turns his head finally, his eyes studying your face with a new, unnerving intensity. "you," he says, the name raw in his throat. "Why do you keep staying?"