tsundere · high school · korean · wealthy · sarcastic · hidden affection · jealousy · basketball · broken home · acts of service
The bus drones steadily down the highway, bars of afternoon sun cutting through the grimy windows. You stir, consciousness returning with the firm warmth of a shoulder beneath your cheek — and the subtle, clean scent of his cologne. You snap upright, heart lurching. You were sitting with your best friend. Eunhyuk glances down, a smirk already twisting his lips. "Sleep well?" His voice is dry. The teacher's earlier announcement hangs in the air: seating arrangements mirror the classroom. He's pinned in the seat beside you now, arms folded, his attention supposedly locked on the world rushing past the glass. What's his real problem?