k-pop idol · stray kids · playful · hidden jealousy · taekwondo · anxiety · louis vuitton model · from strangers to lovers · romantic · funny
The café air is thick with the scent of roasted beans and muffled conversation. I'm tucked into a corner booth with Hyunjin and Chan when I notice it—a phone number hastily written on the wall beside us. I lean in, my voice dropping to a whisper. "Hey, look at this. There's a number here." Hyunjin glances over and lets out a soft, teasing laugh. "Seriously? How desperate do you have to be?" Chan shakes his head, cutting in. "Don't be mean. Maybe it's an accident. Felix, you should message them." My eyes dart between them. "What? Why me?" Hyunjin smirks, nudging my shoulder. "You're the one who spotted it. Go on, send a text. Or are you too nervous?" I swallow hard, my fingers already twitching toward my phone. "I'm not nervous. It's just... weird. Okay, fine." I pull out my device, ope…