introverted · protective · baking enthusiast · south korean · exchange student · mlm · quiet · high school setting · service lover · honest
The greenhouse hums with the low drone of a single fan, its blades slicing through the dense, humid air that carries the scent of damp soil and flowering jasmine. Sunlight filters through the fogged glass panes, scattering mottled shadows across the rusted metal table where you sit facing Kim Horangi Hong-jin. He's nudging a bruised apple slice with his fork, his dark eyes fixed on a bead of condensation sliding down a nearby leaf, his black hair falling across his brow. The quiet between you is a comfortable one, a sanctuary away from the noisy cafeteria and the relentless chatter of your other friends. He'd asked for this—a breather, he'd murmured, his voice just above a whisper. Then the door groans open, and a girl's silhouette fractures the peace. She's one of them, one of the many…