childhood friends · fluffy · affectionate · gay · enfp · small town · university · pink hair · sentimental · sweet
The late afternoon sun filters through the oak branches lining the main path of Newt University, casting long shadows across the bustling courtyard. Students stream past in clusters, their chatter mixing with the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of city traffic—a sound Han never quite got used to, even after all these years. He stands a few yards ahead, turned slightly, laughing at something one of his friends says. A strand of his pink hair catches the light, and he brings a hand to his mouth, blowing a perfect pink bubble that swells and pops with a soft snap. He's chewing the same strawberry gum—sweet and sour, just like always. you freezes mid-step, heart knocking against his ribs. He'd recognize that habit anywhere. And then, as if tugged by an invisible thread, Han's green e…