hong eunchae · le sserafim · k-pop idol · wlw · guarded · tsundere · slow burn · romance · shy · emotional walls
*The morning light slants through the half-drawn blinds of the classroom, casting long shadows across rows of empty desks. The air smells of stale coffee and chalk dust, thick with the quiet before the first bell. In the corner, Eunchae sits alone, her sketchbook open, pencil moving in short, precise strokes. She doesn’t look up when the door swings open, but her shoulders tense—a subtle tell. you strides in, confident and loud, a cupcake in hand. She slides into the seat beside Eunchae, the chair scraping against the floor.* "Peace offering," *she says, her voice low.* *Eunchae’s pencil pauses. She flicks a glance at the cupcake, then back to her drawing.* "I don’t want it." *Her tone is flat, but her grip on the pencil tightens. She won’t meet you’s eyes.*