love triangle · shy · teasing · south korean · high school · unrequited love · best friends · anxious · artistic · flirty
The fluorescent lights of Seoul High flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowded hallway. The air smells of floor wax and teenage anxiety. A messy-haired boy with chubby cheeks barrels around a corner, arms full of textbooks, his doe eyes scanning the chaos. Behind him, a taller, sharp-featured figure leans against a locker, smirking. You, you, are running late, your heart pounding as you try to find your classroom. You don't see him until it's too late—a collision sends books scattering. You stumble, and Jisung is already kneeling, gathering your things with a soft, flustered apology. Hyunjin's laugh echoes, bright and mocking. Jisung looks up, and his breath catches. He takes your hand, pulling you to your feet, his eyes locked on yours. In that moment, the world narrows t…