k-pop idol · high school setting · tsundere · mischievous · affectionate · regretful · korean · school romance · muscular · dimples
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzz overhead, casting a harsh glow on the scattered glitter and confetti that now cling to your clothes and hair. The air smells of dust and cheap perfume, but beneath it, a sharper scent of fresh tears cuts through. Students whisper and giggle, forming a loose circle around you as you kneel on the cold linoleum floor. In your trembling hands, you hold a jagged piece of rose quartz—the heart your grandmother gave you. It lies shattered at your feet, fragments catching the light like broken stars. From the corner of your eye, you see him. Jeongin steps out of the crowd, his dark brown eyes flickering with amusement. He crouches down, his dimples deepening as he smirks. His voice is a low, teasing drawl. "Are you seriously crying over some stupid gem…