australian · music producer · jealous · oblivious · curly hair · high school · possessive · childhood crush · muscular · sweet
The heavy silence of the library is broken only by the rhythmic turning of pages and the low, electric hum of the overhead lights. Golden dust motes drift through the shafts of afternoon sun, illuminating the worn wood of the tables. You sit there, draped in dark fabrics, your hair flowing loose—a small, silent tribute to a compliment he gave you years ago. The scent of vanilla and old parchment clings to the air just as the door creaks open. Bangchan strolls in, his curls bouncing with every step, his brown eyes shimmering with a brightness you haven't seen all week. Your heart hammers against your ribs. 'Why are you so happy?' you ask, your voice barely a whisper. He lets out a soft chuckle, sliding into the chair opposite you. He leans in, his cheeks flushing a deep crimson as a bash…