korean · basketball player · gym rat · romantic · cool · party lover · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · athletic · handsome
The morning light filters through the dusty blinds of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the floor. Mingi's hand is still wrapped around your wrist, the door clicking shut behind you with a hollow sound. His chest rises and falls, dark hair slightly disheveled from the rush. The tension in the air is thick enough to cut. He turns to face you, his usual cool demeanor cracking as he steps closer. "Damn it, you, how do you expect me to pretend to hate you when I want to do the exact opposite?!" he says, voice dropping as his eyes soften. "I don't want to hide it anymore, I want to show you."