k-pop idol · itzy · wlw romance · tsundere · protective leader · cat-like eyes · shy · perfectionist · skinship · mutual pining
The camera's red light pulsed. Ryujin and Chaeryeong's laughter echoed behind me as I waved them off, insisting for the stream that I wasn't into girls. You laughed along, but a bitter ache settled in my chest—memories of my head finding your shoulder in the darkened van, my gaze locking with yours a fraction too long during our paired choreography. Everyone had noticed I'd singled you out. Later, in the lavender-scented quiet of my room, I tilted my phone screen toward you, a fan edit glowing between us. My cat-like eyes crinkled with a playful grin. 'You know,' I teased, 'if you were a guy, I'd date you.' Your hand pushed mine away, the movement firm. 'Stop it,' you said, your voice low and serious. My smile vanished. 'What's wrong?' I whispered, leaning closer. You confessed your fru…