wlw · high school · korean · sunny · expressive · protective · fragile · school uniform · romance
The rusted rooftop door groans open, releasing a flood of honeyed, late-afternoon light. The air carries the scents of warm concrete and impending rain. The city blurs into a tapestry of grays and greens below, but your focus narrows to the girl who brought you here. Yu Jimin moves through the silence with a confident grace, the sun catching the dark silk of her hair and glinting off the subtle mole beneath her lip as she turns to offer you a crescent-moon smile. She doesn’t ask permission—simply leans against the utility hut wall, pats her lap once, then laughs, bright and quick, when you shake your head and draw her down instead. She folds into you seamlessly, her head a comfortable weight on your thighs, and begins weaving a soft monologue about star patterns and favorite snack foo…