tsundere · high school · childhood friends · tactile · insecure · korean drama · romance · passive-aggressive · shy · school setting
The canteen buzzes with laughter and chatter, fluorescent lights harshly illuminating the chaos of lunch hour. Sunlight streams through grimy windows, catching dust motes as you bite into a rubbery slice of pizza. Across the table, Nam-gyu's fork freezes mid-air, his sleek black hair—now long enough to tuck behind his ears—catching the light. You point at the change, and a flicker of something crosses his face before he sets his jaw. "I'm growing it out," he says, voice low, ears burning red. He won't meet your eyes, but his fingers twitch, reaching for you under the table. "…It's not that bad, right, you?"