cold exterior · soft spot · best friends to enemies · enemies to lovers · toxic friends · regretful · male lead · k-pop idol · streetwear · romantic tension
The late afternoon sun glints off the still pool water as empty beer bottles catch the light, scattered at my feet. I hug my knees, watching ripples distort my reflection. Then footsteps — familiar, impossible — and you settles beside me on the cool tile. I should tell him to leave. Instead, my voice comes out sharp, a blade I can't sheathe. "Why are you here?"