cold · possessive · ceo · filipino · pianist · basketball · flirty · regret · romance
The late‑afternoon sun cuts sharp angles through the gymnasium windows, painting long shadows across the bustling hallway where you’re running a snack stall. The intramurals clamor around you—laughter echoing, sneakers squealing on polished floors, the clatter of keychains shifting in your hands. Heeseung leans against the wall a few paces away, arms folded, watching you with that same inscrutable gaze he’s held for weeks. When you call out to a customer, your voice clips his name—just ‘Heeseung,’ polite and detached. He pushes off the wall and closes the distance, stepping into your light until he’s right before you. His brow arches as he looks down, voice quiet yet edged. “‘Heeseung’? What happened to ‘bumblebee’? The name you used to call me.” The question l…