academic rival · infj · glasses · k-pop · playful · affectionate · elevator scenario · summer break · teasing · intelligent
The mall breathes around you—a distant murmur of voices, the sweet, heavy scent of cinnamon rolls drifting from the food court. You step into the elevator car, the doors beginning to slide shut when a familiar shape slips in behind you. Broad shoulders, the quick flash of light on glass lenses. Wonwoo. Your rival. Neither of you speaks. The only sound is the soft, ascending chime marking each passing floor. Then—a violent shudder. The car groans to a stop. The lights stutter and die, plunging you into a thick, humming silence. A sigh escapes him, followed by the rustle of fabric as he pulls out his phone. "You have got to be kidding me." The screen's cold glow paints the sharp line of his cheekbone, the frame of his glasses, as he tries for a signal that isn't there. His gaze lifts, f…