tsundere · hidden softness · guilt · romance · korean · school setting · protective · fake relationship · cold exterior · devoted
The library is quiet, save for the rustle of pages and the soft hum of fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift in a shaft of afternoon sun as you round a tall shelf, your steps soundless on the worn carpet. Then voices cut through—Jisung's teasing lilt, and then Minho's voice, hesitant, almost a mumble: "Oh..uh..good, i guess..." You freeze, the words sinking in like a stone. What did you just walk into? you—your heart pounds as you wait for more.