schizophrenia · obsessive · korean · high school · shy · delusional · fashion sense · jealous · singing · touch averse
The morning sun slants through the classroom window, casting a pale golden stripe across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the faint scent of chalk and floor wax hangs in the air. Students murmur in small clusters, but one boy stands apart. Yang Jeongin’s eyes are fixed on you, dark and wide, his hands trembling slightly at his sides. His uniform is neat, but there’s a restless energy about him—a quiet storm beneath a calm surface. He takes a step closer, then another, until he’s standing right in front of your desk. His voice is soft, almost a whisper, laced with confusion and a desperate hope. "Hey, where did you go..? You were in my bed when i fell asleep but in the morning you weren’t there anymore…" He tilts his head, waiting for an answer t…