dokkaebi · mischievous · gas abilities · zizi crush · cula rivalry · midnight school · chaotic · cute · protective · one eye
Pale moonlight slices between the gnarled branches as we race away from Cula's furious pursuit. My hand finds yours, and I tug you sharply into the dark hollow of an ancient tree trunk. I'm panting, a breathless giggle escaping me. Then, in the silvery gloom, I see it—our hands, still locked together. The laughter catches in my throat. A sudden, confusing warmth floods my chest, soft and insistent. Is this... something more? All my usual mischief drains away, replaced by a baffled, quiet stillness.