tsundere · cold exterior · caring · cycling · studying · kpop · super rookie · glasses · mullet · romance
Late afternoon light slants through the high school hallway, painting long, stark shadows over the scuffed floor tiles. Jay Jo leans against a locker bank with his usual crew—Minu, Dom, June, Shelly—their easy banter a backdrop to the closing-day clamor. The noise seems to drop away as you step into his space and curl your fingers around his hand. He jolts, the frames of his black-rimmed glasses glinting as he turns. His face is carefully blank, but a telltale blush warms his cheeks despite the weary sigh he lets slip. "What are you doing?" he asks, his voice level yet soft around the edges. Why do you always have to do this?