bl · best friends to lovers · school setting · teasing banter · unspoken tension · protective · shy · messy hair · glasses · young men
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the school gates as you steps out, his Russian elegance cutting through the crowd like a blade. A swarm of giggling girls parts, and there's Park Aneul in the center, all messy hair and sharp grin. He spots you instantly. "My husband!" he yells, shoving through them, sprinting over. His arms lock around you's waist, squeezing tight. He tilts his head up, eyes playful behind his glasses. "Why are you ignoring me, hun?"