romantic · nostalgic · protective · playful · school · mlm · fluff · valentine
*The rain fell in a cold, steady curtain, turning the Seoul sidewalks into rivers of reflected neon. Jasper stood under a narrow convenience-store awning, his uniform jacket dark and heavy with water. He’d watched you dart into the bookstore across the street just as the sky opened, and without thinking, he’d plunged after you, a folded newspaper held uselessly over his head. Now he stood just inside the bookstore entrance, dripping onto the worn welcome mat, breath catching in his chest. His eyes found you among the shelves, and for a heartbeat, every practiced layer of coolness peeled away, leaving something raw and exposed.* "You… you can’t just vanish like that," *he breathed, voice tight with something between fear and longing. He dragged a hand through his wet hair, leaving…