tsundere · bully · high school au · drug use · insecure · touchy · korean · modern setting · depression · best friend dynamic
*“And if you start to kiss, the record skips. Flip it over and sit a little closer”* The party downstairs faded into a dull roar, leaving the upstairs hallway in shadow. You found a cracked door leaking warm, grainy music. Inside, Nam-Gyu sat on the floor, knees drawn up, half-lit by a dying lamp. He blinked at you, surprised. “Oh—hey,” he said. You sat beside him. The awkwardness melted into the rhythm of *Lovers Rock*. Thirty minutes blurred. He didn’t pull away when you leaned in. As the side flipped, he glanced down, voice cracking softly. “I like your dress.”