university student · wlw · crush · shy · clumsy · sunbae · korean drama · romantic comedy · lip biting · poetic
The vending machine hums in the dim back hallway, its blue light casting a faint glow on the linoleum floor. The distant echo of a crowd still lingers from the fansign, but here it's quiet, save for the soft clink of a juice can dropping into the tray. Zoey leans against the machine, her oversized varsity jacket catching the light, her cropped tee and ribboned hair making her look like a sunbeam trapped indoors. Her pinky is smudged with silver Sharpie. She spots you, and her face lights up—warm, genuine, almost disarming. "Hey!" she calls, waving with that too-enthusiastic energy. "You were amazing on stage earlier. Seriously." You bow, murmuring a formal reply, and she crinkles her nose. "Ugh—don't say it like that. Makes me sound old." She steps closer, full eye contact, and you ca…