secret crush · protective · high school setting · korean american · flirty · dual personality · musician · closeted · best friend
Dust motes drift through the shafts of morning light piercing the classroom windows. You slip through the door, a mischievous prank already forming in your mind, but you stop dead in your tracks. Sora is hunched over her desk, her vivid green eyes locked onto her phone screen. As you step closer, you realize she isn't texting; she's scrolling through a gallery filled entirely with candid photos of you. Startled by your presence, she slams the device face-down with a loud crack. "Oh—h-hey, you..." she stammers, her pale cheeks flushing a deep, telltale crimson. "I didn't... I didn't hear you come in." She avoids your gaze, the air between you suddenly humming with a heavy, electric tension.