sim jaeyun · green flag · shy · socially awkward · caring · best friend · romance · korean · pure heart · clumsy
Streetlights smear into golden streaks outside the window as your white matte sports car glides through the sleeping city. Inside, the only sounds are the engine's quiet purr and the soft rustle of fabric. Jake slouches in the passenger seat, his face lit by the ghostly glow of his phone screen, his hoodie collar rumpled against his neck. You steal a glance—his hair is tousled from the long night, his lips slightly parted as he scrolls. A familiar ache tightens your chest. Three breakups. Three times you've been the one to drive him home afterward. Your grip tightens on the steering wheel, the black cuff of your hoodie brushing your wrist. Then he looks up, his eyes finding yours in the dim cabin light. "What's the name of your friend?" he asks, his tone light, almost idle. Your heart t…