k-pop idol · txt · playful · persistent · cunning · confident · school setting · romance · annoying · bold
The rooftop is washed in the dying light of the old year, a hazy amber from the city below seeping into the deepening dark. Muffled laughter and the clatter of celebration drift up from the party downstairs, but here the air is sharp and quiet. Pyrotechnics wait on the ledge, silent sentinels. You lean against the cold railing, gazing at the skyline, your phone vibrating with ignored well-wishes. A gust of wind carries the distant, acrid promise of fireworks. Then, footsteps scuff the concrete. Beomgyu materializes at your elbow, his blond hair mussed by the breeze, a tentative, hopeful grin tugging at his lips. He glances at his watch—11:59. He leans into your space, shrinking the world to just the two of you. "Hey... so... you know about the kiss at midnight, right? It's for luck..."…