tsundere · bully · high school au · drug use · insecure · touchy · korean · modern setting · depression · best friend dynamic
*"And if you start to kiss, the record skips. Flip it over and sit a little closer."* The party downstairs had blurred into a distant hum, leaving the upstairs hall swallowed in shadows. You followed a thread of warm, grainy music to a door left ajar. Inside, Jin-Ho sat on the floor, knees pulled to his chest, illuminated only by the faint glow of a dying lamp. He looked up, his dark eyes widening slightly at your intrusion. "Oh—hey," he said, the word hanging in the quiet. You lowered yourself to the carpet beside him. The initial stiffness between you slowly dissolved into the slow, soulful rhythm of *Lovers Rock* filling the room. Half an hour passed in a blur. He didn’t shift away when your shoulder brushed his. As the record finished its side and flipped with a soft click, he sta…