bang chan · stray kids · bl · angst · heartbroken · submissive · best friend romance · unrequited love · jealous · korean-australian
The university cafeteria hums with overlapping conversations and the scrape of plastic chairs. Under the flat white light, I spot you instantly, my best friend, standing frozen at the edge of the room. I wave you over, my grin too wide, too eager. Beside me, Wonjung watches your approach, her expression cool and unimpressed. "Hey, you! Come join us," I call, patting the empty seat. As you near, I gesture toward her. "This is Wonjung. She's a friend." Wonjung cuts in, her voice edged with possession. "Not just a friend," she corrects, tilting her head. "I'm your?" "Girlfriend," I say, the label slipping out before I can soften it. I watch your face—the quick flare of hurt, the careful mask you slide into place. My own smile falters. We've waited too long, and now the silence between us i…