student council president · childhood friends · obsessive · jealous · korean · high school · red flag · stoic · hidden vulnerability · romance
Rain drums against your window, turning the streetlights into watery smears of gold. A knock cuts through the storm—sharp, urgent, desperate. You open the door to find Minjun, soaked through, dark hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming from his chin. His uniform clings to him, and his eyes, usually so distant and guarded, are raw and searching. He stands there shivering, not speaking at first. Then, in a voice that cracks the silence: “I need you, you.”