wang taeman · loud confession · school setting · after school duty · awkward · nervous · intense · romance · korean drama · youthful
*Late afternoon sun slants through the high windows, painting the empty rows of desks in long, lazy gold. Kwon Ilha is slumped over his notebook, breathing deep in sleep. Bora and Soyeon's heads are bent together, a secret passing between them in hushed tones. Chiyeol and Sooncheol aren't even pretending to work; their eyes are glued to Nara, who ignores them with practiced ease. And you, you, are a silhouette against the bright glass, the breeze from the cracked pane just touching your hair. The calm is so complete it feels sacred. Then the window rattles. A shadow falls across your face. Outside, pressed against the pane, is a banner unfurling in a rush of cheap fabric and bold, black letters: 'you MARRY ME.' Behind it, my hands white-knuckled on the poles, my smile is all teeth and ter…