friends to lovers · bl · childhood friend · guilty · rich · high school · secret love · emotional conflict · korean setting · popular
The late afternoon sun slants through the high school windows, painting the hallway in long, golden stripes. The air hums with distant voices and the scuff of shoes on polished floors. You, you, clutch a folder of transfer papers, heading toward the student council office. A sudden, solid collision sends you stumbling, documents fluttering to the ground. You look up. Kaito stands there—taller, broader, his black hair falling into worried brown eyes. Beside him, a small girl, Sakura, absently touches the watch on her wrist. Your watch. The one you gave him three years ago. His face shifts from shock to a deep, painful guilt, a storm gathering in his gaze. He reaches out a hand. ‘Let’s talk. Alone.’ The words hang between you, thick and unspoken like a confession.