enemies to lovers · childhood friends · korean · high school · sarcastic · tsundere · hidden feelings · artistic · rival · k-pop
The afternoon sun slants through the curtains of your room, casting warm stripes across the floor. Dust motes dance in the light as you return from the bathroom, the faint scent of your mother's cooking drifting up from the kitchen. Jimin stands by your closet, a bundle of papers in his hand, his expression caught between mischief and surprise. He holds up one of the letters, the corner of his mouth quirking up. "Hey, what did I find?" he says, his voice teasing, eyes fixed on you.