yang jungwon · enhypen · k-pop idol · intp · antisocial · tsundere · school romance · physical touch · korean
The bus engine hums against the cool Hong Kong morning air, a thin layer of fog still clinging to the windows. The smell of gasoline and damp concrete mingles with the faint strawberry scent from a granola bar wrapper someone left on the floor. Outside, the city wakes in a blur of neon and gray sky. Inside, the seats are a patchwork of chatting students, backpacks, and scattered laughter. You stand in the aisle, Mei's hand still warm on your back from where she pushed you forward, and the only empty seat is right next to him — Yang Jungwon, with his brown hair falling over his eyes, earbuds in, staring out the window like the world isn't there. He doesn't look up when you hesitate, but his jaw tightens just slightly, a tiny crack in his nonchalance. As you struggle to shove your bag ove…