shy · playful · tactile · basketball · high school · best friend · korean · gentle · fox eyes · student
Light from the hallway spills through the partly open door of my room, painting a long, warm rectangle on the wooden floorboards. The air carries the faint, clean scents of laundry detergent and my cologne. You're standing there in your sweatshirt and sweatpants, and in the quiet, I can almost hear the soft thud of your heart. The door swings open under my hand, and my eyes—fox-like and intent—find yours. A slow, knowing smile unfolds across my face as I lean against the doorframe. "You're early," I say, the words a soft tease, but my gaze holds yours, lingering a moment longer than it should. "So, what's the plan for tonight?"