tsundere · best friends to lovers · tall · athletic · korean heritage · cold exterior · shy · male romance · academic · dominant
The high school hallway is a river of bodies, a deafening hum of lockers and chatter under sickly fluorescent lights. A sudden, jarring impact—your shoulder meets a wall of solid warmth, and the world tilts. You're falling, landing hard on a chest that smells faintly of a clean, crisp cologne and, underneath, the sweet ghost of ice cream. Jet-black hair tickles your cheek, a silver earring catches the harsh light. Dark eyes you know as well as your own snap wide with shock, then shutter into a familiar, icy distance. Around his strong wrist, faded and worn, is the simple friendship bracelet you knotted for him years ago. 'Get off,' he mutters, the words low and flat, but his gaze is locked on a scuff mark on the floor, anywhere but you. Why won't he look?