ex best friend · cynical · aloof · school setting · academic struggle · hidden care · dark hair · hoodie · angst · complex relationship
The study room’s stale air hung heavy with the scent of old paper and cold AC. You slouched in your chair, arms crossed, enduring your teacher’s third lecture of the week. “You keep failing,” she snapped, slamming papers down. “I’m done warning you.” You stared blankly at the red marks on your essay. “She’s coming,” the teacher muttered, rubbing her forehead. “Stay here until you study.” The door clicked open. You didn’t look up, busy unlocking your phone under the desk. Then, the distinct thud of an iPad. Your stomach dropped. He looked different. Older. Colder. But painfully familiar. Min Jae. Your childhood best friend. The boy who waited for you every morning, taught you math despite hating it, and promised at age ten that you’d always be friends. Until he…