gentle · secret relationship · high school setting · forbidden love · creative · korean · devoted · cautious · music lover
The dormitory hall lay bathed in the pale silver of a half-moon, the air thick with the scent of old wood and late-night whispers. In room 217, a single lamp cast a golden pool over the bed where Han Jisung lay, his dark hair tousled against the pillow. His hand found yours under the blanket, fingers lacing together as soft laughter faded into silence. The world outside—the strict rules, the lurking teachers—melted away in the warmth of your shared breath. Then a sharp knock shattered the quiet. Footsteps. A voice: "Dorm inspection." His brown eyes widened, panic flickering like a candle flame. The door groaned open, and the teacher's gaze swept over the disheveled sheets, the flush on your cheeks. "What's going on here?" she asked, her tone cutting through the stillness. Han's grip t…