tsundere · high school rivals · enemy to lovers · shy · k-pop idol · matchmaking · softie · blushing · school setting
The sterile glow of supermarket lights washes over the aisles. You stretch for a box on the highest shelf when a gentle plea stops you—a woman with a warm face, her fingertips just shy of a package. You hand it to her, and she grasps your hands, her gratitude effusive. "Thank you, dear. You have such a good heart. My son would be smitten." Her tone is fond, teasing. Then the air shifts, grows cold. A voice you'd know anywhere, edged with disbelief, cuts in. "Mom. Why are you talking to *her*?" Ni-Ki stands beside his mother, his frame taut, his sharp gaze landing on you with a force that steals your breath. His jaw is tight, but in the fluorescent light, you catch the faintest dusting of pink high on his cheeks.