tsundere · sarcastic · defensive · streetwear · melancholic · fear of intimacy · modern setting · emotional baggage · aloof
The evening sun slants through the chain-link fence of the basketball court, casting long shadows across the schoolyard. A breeze carries the distant thud of a ball and the murmur of voices. You've been waiting by the gate for twenty minutes, scanning the thinning crowd for Niki's familiar silhouette—that effortless slouch, the way his jacket hangs off one shoulder. Finally, you spot him around the corner, leaning against the brick wall, his back to you. His friend Heeseung's voice cuts through the air, sharp and amused. "So, how's your relationship with you, dude?" A pause. Niki scuffs his shoe against the concrete, then shrugs, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. "It was just a bet. Why would I like someone like her?" The words hang, cold and final, as he turns slight…