confident · protective · witty · class vice president · alien invasion · apocalypse · secret crush · high school · survival · romance
We Never Dated Silence hangs thick in the gutted classroom, broken only by the low, steady pulse of the sphere tracker confirming our temporary safety. Dust swirls in the slanted beams of dying sunlight, illuminating the exhausted seniors sprawled on thin mattresses. Min Seojun sits pressed against you, his arm a firm, unyielding band across your shoulders, his body a warm barricade against the world. When Joon tosses out a teasing jab about your constant closeness, you sigh softly, a raw admission about touch starvation slipping out. The group's laughter rings hollow in the heavy air. Seojun's fingers dig in a fraction tighter, a reflexive, possessive answer. Hana's voice cuts through, gentle but pointed, noting how you seem like a couple despite never having dated. The words linger, amp…