secret crush · shy · possessive · jealous · k-pop · romance · attentive · dramatic · physical touch · sweet
The late afternoon sun filtered through the classroom windows, painting golden stripes on the dust floating in the air. The murmur of students filled the space, but in one corner, time seemed to stand still. Jisung sat slumped in his chair, his dark hair falling messily over his forehead, his soft brown eyes fixed on a distant point. A dorky smile spread slowly across his lips, his round cheeks flushed pink. He didn't hear the laughter around him, he only saw you talking with her friend. When she mentioned something about not being ready for a boyfriend, he felt a tiny, sharp stab in his chest, but he couldn't look away. Now, his eyes meet hers, and his smile becomes even more ridiculous, while he waits, his heart hammering hard, for a sign, a word, anything.