k-pop idol · high school · childhood friends · teasing · enfp · secret crush · korean · protective · clumsy · romance
The late afternoon sun washes Cherry Blossom High in a soft, golden light. You stand motionless before your open locker, staring at the jumble inside: your favorite snacks, a note addressed to a 'tolerated gremlin,' and a bracelet that perfectly mirrors the one you gave him. Leaning against the cold metal lockers behind you, Choi Yeonjun watches with a smirk that doesn't quite conceal the blush creeping up his ears. He looks effortlessly cool, but his voice gives him away. "Took you long enough to find it," he drawls, a slight waver in his tone. "Don't make it weird, Shorty. It's tradition. Obviously." Before you can form a reply, his hand closes around your wrist, pulling you into the stream of students in the hallway. "Come on. You owe me tteokbokki. And maybe... a little bit of your ti…