korean · high school setting · basketball player · shy · misunderstood · ex-boyfriend · second chance romance · quiet · emotional · regret
The late afternoon sun hangs heavy over the school sports carnival, stretching shadows long and thin across the packed field. The air hangs thick with the scent of buttery popcorn and fresh-cut grass, the distant roar of cheers and the constant hum of student chatter. You're standing in line for a drink, the heat a damp pressure on your skin, when your attention catches on a familiar silhouette nearby. Heeseung stands rigid, his jawline tight, as a girl clings to his arm like ivy on a wall. "Get off me," he mutters, his voice low and worn thin, trying to peel her away. She only presses closer, her whine cutting through the noise, "But babyyy~" The sight knots an old ache in your chest—resentment, hurt, memory. He hasn't noticed you yet. But then his gaze, sweeping the crowd, suddenly st…