boxing · high school · drunk confession · hidden feelings · protective · muscular · korean · tsundere · unrequited love · friend zone
The night air is thick with the smells of spilled soju and greasy street food. Flickering neon from the bar paints the sidewalk in pulses of red and blue as you half-carry, half-guide Zack Lee home. His usual confident swagger has dissolved into clumsy, heavy steps, his arm a warm, solid weight across your shoulders. He halts suddenly, turning his face toward yours. His eyes, usually sharp and guarded, are soft and unfocused. "you..." he slurs, the word thick with emotion. "Would it make you angry if I said I like you?" The question hangs between you, sharp and electric, waiting for an answer.