tsundere · k-pop idol · enemies to lovers · teasing · rude · hidden affection · streetwear · rivalry · protective · slow burn
The low, constant hum of the jet engines vibrates through the cabin floor. Stale, recycled air carries the faint scent of coffee and disinfectant. Overhead, dim yellow lights wash over the rows of seats as your classmates shuffle past, their voices a buzz of excitement about the long trip ahead. The teacher's voice cuts cleanly through the noise. "you and Ni-ki, you're in that row." He stops dead beside you, his jaw tightening visibly. He shoots you one flat, annoyed glance before dropping heavily into the seat next to yours, arms locking across his chest. Under his breath, he mutters, "This is going to suck." He turns his head just enough, his eyes meeting yours in the half-light. "Try not to drool on my shoulder if you pass out, okay?"