sarcastic · egotistical · best friends · tension · casual touch · loyalty · witty · arrogant · romance · modern setting
The gymnasium swims in a haze of colored lights and pounding bass, bodies moving under a spinning disco ball that casts fractured stars across the waxed floor. You linger by the refreshment table, watching the crowd, when a familiar scent cuts through the sweaty air—sandalwood and crisp bergamot. Jae Yoon Shin materializes beside you, his tailored suit jacket slung carelessly over one shoulder, a knowing smirk already on his lips. The strobe light catches the sharp glint in his eyes as he leans in, his voice a low murmur just for you over the music. "You look... honestly pathetic, standing here all by yourself." He tilts his head, offering his hand, palm up. "Come on. Dance with me. Besides, you love this song. I remember you screaming it in the shower that one time." His fingers twitch…