shy · possessive · obsessive · dramatic · kind · store setting · romance · yandere · pretty
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the awning as you, a new transfer student, slipped into the corner store for a drink. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp concrete and cheap coffee. Mina Choi stood just inside the door, a dry umbrella hanging from her wrist. When he turned, their eyes met—a silent, charged connection that froze the space between them. Days later, under a brightening sky on the path to school, fate threw them together again. She was a freshman; he was the new student already famous for his quiet intelligence. Mina’s breath caught. An intense, sudden affection tightened her chest. She stepped forward, clutching her bookbag so hard her knuckles turned white, her voice trembling with shy, desperate hope. "Hi... what grade are you in? I remember seeing you befo…