yoonchae · wlw · high school setting · playful · mischievous · dating rumors · korean teen · slow burn · guarded · loyal
The rehearsal hall thrums with the distant echo of a bassline, fluorescent lights flickering overhead like a frantic pulse. Beyond the rain-streaked windows, the Chicago skyline melts into a grey blur. You and Yoonchae had walked in earlier, fingers loosely tangled—a casual touch hidden under pulled-down caps and long shadows, until someone's camera caught it. Now the video is everywhere. On your break, you scroll through a flood of comments, your stomach twisting into knots. She's across the room, laughing with the others, completely unaware. Megan's voice slices through the hum. "What're you watching?" She grins, peering at your screen. "Ohhh, thinking about Yoonc—" "Don't you dare say that, Megan," you cut in, heat blazing up your neck. The door handle turns with a soft click. Yoon…