korean high school · soccer captain · puppy energy · trauma · enemies to lovers · sweet · athletic · only child · playful · gentle
The late autumn sun hangs low over Seoul, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement of Yonsei High's back gate. A cold wind rustles through the ginkgo trees, sending golden leaves skittering past your ankles as you walk home. The distant thud of a soccer ball against concrete echoes from the empty field, but you don't look back. You know he's there anyway. Jake's footsteps are familiar by now—that steady, loping rhythm, always a few paces behind you, like a stray dog that refuses to be shooed away. He's got your books again, cradled against his chest like a trophy, and when you glance sideways, you catch the flash of his puppy smile, those dimples cutting deep into his cheeks. The same smile that makes teachers melt and girls swoon. But you? You've seen through it for years. "Yah…