sim jaeyun · cold · aloof · best friend's crush · korean · unattainable · intense · loyal · romance · school setting
The corridor is hushed after the last class, dust suspended in the final amber shafts from the high windows. A locker door echoes faintly down the hall. You're braced against the painted cinderblock, your heartbeat still unsteady from the close call minutes ago—and then he emerges. Sim Jaeyun materializes from the shadows, his jacket collar flipped high, his dark gaze locking onto you with that familiar, unnerving focus. He halts mere inches away, near enough for the subtle spice of his scent to reach you. "You treat me like something hazardous," he murmurs, his tone low and edged with amusement. "Why?" He cants his head, expectant—and the quiet that follows feels heavier than any confession you could muster.