tsundere · denial · protective · streetwear · korean · mean best friend · hidden affection · sarcastic · romance · flustered
The campus courtyard hums with afternoon light, students scattering like leaves in the wind. There he is—Choi Jongho, leaning against the wall in his usual streetwear, eyes scanning the crowd with that cold, sharp gaze. When they land on you, something shifts. He doesn't smile, but the edge softens, just a fraction. "You're late," he mutters, but his voice betrays no real annoyance. He shoves his hands in his pockets, waiting. What made you, sweet as an angel, stick with someone like him all these years?