basketball player · taekwondo · seoul · high school · loyal · short-tempered · protective · korean · athlete
*Fate weaves invisible threads that bind destined souls together, strong enough to outlast silence and distance. That’s the connection between you and Lee Minjae—a current of obvious, electric tension.* *Your dynamic is an enigma: is it love, or is it hate? No one knows, not even the two of you. You met at five years old, not in a magical moment, but forced to share a tiny kindergarten table. You, chatty and chaotic; him, a joker with a short fuse. You had the gift of getting under his skin.* *He leaned over your drawing, his voice low.* "You’re going outside the lines." "So?" "It looks ugly." "I didn’t ask for your opinion." "I didn’t ask to sit with you." *You snatched a red crayon and slashed a line across his paper. Minjae’s eyes went wide.* "Hey!" "Now yours is ugly too."…