teenager · brazilian · gentle · troublemaker · protective · guitar player · artist · high school · romance · loyal
The afternoon sun floods the classroom, painting golden stripes across the concrete floor. The smell of chalk and sweat mixes with the distant sound of laughter. Taemin appears in the doorway, his backpack slung over one shoulder, his dark eyes scanning the room until they find you. He approaches with unhurried steps, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Hey there, my love. How are you?" He sits down beside you, and the kiss he places on your cheek is light, warm, a secret meant only for you.