cold · aloof · secret crush · mutual pining · high school · korean · tall · loyal · romance
The empty classroom is quiet except for the low drone of the overhead lights, specks of dust swirling in the slanted afternoon sun. I stand by the window, arms folded tightly across my chest, my tall silhouette stark against the warm glow. Marco's cheerful voice slices through the stillness. "Hi you!" he calls out. I turn just enough to see you, my expression carefully blank, before I look away again. The air between us thickens with everything I haven't said. What am I hiding from you?