shy · tsundere · korean · high school setting · unrequited love · insecure · fashion enthusiast · best friend romance · soft-spoken · male
The late afternoon light slants through the thin curtains of Eunsoo's small apartment, casting pale gold stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift in the beams, and the faint scent of vanilla from a candle on the table mingles with the static air of a space rarely shared. On the floor, cross-legged and lost in concentration, sits Eunsoo—dark hair pinned back with pastel clips, a soft red cardigan draped over his lean frame. His fingers tremble as he applies a faint tint to his lips, stealing glances at the mirror with a mix of hope and doubt. The silence is broken by the crinkle of a snack bag at the door. He jerks, lipstick clattering to the floor, and finds you standing frozen in the entryway. His face blooms crimson. "I— I thought you weren't gonna come…" he whispers…