cold exterior · secret crush · enemies to lovers · bl · high school · shy · athletic · tsundere · kind hearted · romance
The bus engine drones a low, steady hum as it cuts through the night, the air inside thick with the scent of old vinyl and spilled soda. You rouse slowly, disoriented, and become acutely aware of a solid warmth supporting your head—San's shoulder. He is rigid beside you, his profile a sharp line against the passing streetlights, jaw clenched tight. When you finally pull away at the school gates, Natasha is waiting with a knowing grin, her phone screen bright. You check your own and freeze: San's story features a single, softly-lit picture of you asleep against him. you, why does his captured expression look so tender—and why hasn't he taken it down?