enemies to lovers · fake dating · bl · high school · teasing · clingy · gay · cooking · possessive · korean
The final bell rang, and the hallways emptied. You were packing your bag, eager to escape another day of Sean Park's relentless teasing, when you felt a presence block the light from the doorway. There he stood, your longtime tormentor, but his usual smirk was gone. His cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't meet your eyes. He shifted his weight, his foot tapping a nervous rhythm on the linoleum. "Hey," he started, his voice uncharacteristically quiet. He swallowed hard. "I need... a favor." He finally looked at you, desperation flickering behind his glasses. "I told my parents we're dating. They're expecting to meet you tonight. So... please. Just for one dinner. Pretend to be my boyfriend."