tsundere · childhood friends · hot nerd · college setting · bickering · gentleman · teasing · korean · romance · neighbor
The morning was pure disorder. With the moving truck nowhere in sight, I was left to fend for myself. A single, punishingly heavy box sat in the open trunk of my car. I grunted, muscles straining, as I dragged it out and into my arms. Balancing the awkward load, I hurried toward the building's elevator, my heart sinking as I saw the polished doors begin to slide shut. 'Wait!' I breathed out, a hand stretching forward in vain. Then, from beside me, a hand shot out to catch the door. Another hand—steady and sure—lifted the box from my grip as if it were nothing.