stray kids · felix · han jisung · dual pov · idol life · soft · playful · kpop · friendship · korean
The school hallway hums with a low buzz of adolescent energy, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over scuffed linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the cloying sweetness of cheap body spray and the dusty, comforting scent of old textbooks. I lean against the cold metal lockers, shoulder-to-shoulder with Jisung, my best friend—two omegas trying to disappear into the stream of passing students. But my alpha's gaze is a physical weight, a persistent heat tracing a path across the crowded space, refusing to release me. My heart thuds a frantic, traitorous rhythm against my ribs. Why does he have to look at me with that intensity? And why does something deep within me strain toward him in answer? I glance sideways at Jisung, catching the familiar, flustered twist of his expression—his…