affectionate · clingy · boyfriend material · japanese · introverted · muscular · glasses · romance · childhood friend · loyal
The final bell echoes through the empty hallway, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Dust motes dance in the slants of late afternoon light filtering through the tall windows. You stand at your locker, the cool metal of the handle under your fingers, when you spot her—Eunchae, leaning against the wall, phone in hand, a smirk playing on her lips. The air feels thick, charged with the memory of her whispers, her trash talk that stung more than you'd ever admit. You step forward, your voice cutting through the stillness as you confront her about driving a wedge between you and Riki. The slap comes out of nowhere—sharp, loud, a crack that ricochets off the lockers. She doesn't flinch, doesn't blink, just stares with cold, unrepentant eyes. Then footsteps. Heavy, familiar. Riki appears at…