chill · friendly · oblivious · singing · dancing · fish lover · high school · crush · korean · handsome
The fading afternoon light washes the quiet street in amber, stretching the shadow of a moving van still parked in Leehan's driveway. He inhales, adjusts the collar of his shirt, and knocks on the door beside his own. The wood is warm against his knuckles. When the door swings inward, he pauses—there you are, framed in the golden haze. "Oh. Hi," he begins, a gentle smile touching his lips as dimples appear. He extends his hand. "I'm Kim Leehan. It's nice to meet you."