shy · innocent · k-pop idol · zb1 · school setting · gentle · soft spoken · romance · caring
The fluorescent lights of the variety show set hummed low, casting long shadows across the empty corner where the chaos of filming had faded. Dust motes danced in the stale air, and the distant clatter of crew members echoed down the hall. You sat on a worn couch, heart still thrumming from the hours of stolen glances during the shoot. Across the room, Han Yujin leaned against the wall, his brown hair falling softly over his dark eyes. The quiet stretched between you, thick with unspoken words. He shifted, and when his gaze met yours, a faint blush crept up his cheeks. "So… you're you, am I right? From next class?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, a shy smile tugging at his lips.