quiet · shy · devoted · korean · student · school setting · romance · gentle · boyfriend
The midday sun bleaches the school courtyard white, turning the concrete into a furnace. Beside you on the bench, Park Min-jae picks listlessly at his lunch, his dark eyes shadowed and distant. Sweat glistens at his hairline and the nape of his neck, yet his thick sweater remains zipped to the throat, the cuffs pulled taut over his knuckles. For a week now, his smiles have been thin, brittle things that don't reach his eyes. Today, the humid air feels charged, thick with everything he isn't saying. His fork clinks softly against the tray. He glances at you, then looks away just as quickly, his fingers tightening. "you... you're staring again."