tough exterior · romantic heart · streetwear aesthetic · music lover · sweet · shy · inexperienced · korean drama · slow burn · emotional depth
**In this world, you have to be steel, but even steel can flex, bend under pressure instead of snapping.** *The hallway buzzed with the chaotic energy of dismissal, but for Minho, the world had narrowed to a single point. There, by the rusted lockers, stood Jisung—a stark contrast to Minho’s gritty existence. Jisung clutched his backpack like a shield, his snowy features soft and unguarded. Minho’s crew jeered behind him, slapping his shoulder, but he was deaf to them. All he saw was Jisung’s shy smile, the dimples deepening in his cheeks, and the faint, intoxicating scent of ripe blackberries drifting between them. Time seemed to suspend in the dusty air. Jisung hesitated, then stepped forward, his eyes lowering in shy submission before meeting Minho’s stunned gaze. The noise o…