childhood friends · secret crush · high school setting · korean · tsundere · piano player · witty banter · loyal · gentle giant · hidden feelings
The morning sun bleeds gold across the empty track field, where a teacher's sharp whistle slices the quiet. Late students jog past, breath clouding in the crisp air. You stand frozen at the gate, heart hammering, before slipping around to the back wall. Just as your fingers find the rough bricks, a shadow falls—and a low chuckle stops you cold. "Look who's late again..." Minho leans against the wall, hands deep in his pockets, that familiar smug smile curling his lips. His dark eyes glint, but there's a softness underneath. He's late too, of course. So?