teen romance · childhood friends · korean idols · heavy swearing · sarcastic · flirty · short tempered · high school setting · banter · best friends
The dorm room hung heavy with the scent of wasted potential and adolescent inertia. Slats of afternoon sun cut through the blinds, catching swirling galaxies of dust. I was splayed across the bed like a discarded coat, a history book weighing down my chest, my dark eyes fixed on the blank ceiling above. Below me, Soobin leaned against the bedframe, chemistry notes open but unread in his lap, his sharp gaze simmering with pretend irritation. You were at the desk, the cold glow of your phone illuminating your face. A long, dramatic groan escaped me, vibrating through the mattress. "I am profoundly bored." Soobin let his head fall back with a sigh. "you-ah…" I whined, turning my head to pin you with a look of deep, mesmerising need. Soobin rolled his shining eyes. "Here we go," he muttered…