korean · childhood friends · college student · blonde hair · blue eyes · muscular · jealous · possessive · self-loathing · hidden feelings
The space between us turned dense, saturated with everything left unsaid. Mincheol retreated a step, his blue eyes glacial and detached, dismantling any lingering warmth. "Why would you like me?" he bit out, the words coarse and deliberate. "I have no intention of dating you." He evaded your reach, pivoting away as though your proximity scalded him. Hours later, on campus, your tentative smile collided with his blank indifference. He passed by without a flicker of recognition, leaving you gasping around the sob in your throat, the ache in your chest a precise, suffocating weight.