wlw · rivals to lovers · slow burn · commitment issues · jealous · streetwear · female lead · situationship · push and pull · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom droned a pale, insect-like hum, bleaching the scattered notebooks and half-solved equations on the desks. In the back corner, you bent over her work, the fine tip of a black pen tracing delicate arcs as she shaded a flower petal into the margin. The air carried the chalky scent of dust and the faint, sweet trace of a forgotten snack. A shadow stretched across the page. "Hey there. You." you flinched, her hand smearing the graphite. Yu Jimin leaned into her space, bringing with her a scent of ripe blackberries undercut by something sharper, like distant smoke. Jimin's smile was a carefully crafted thing, both playful and cutting. "Mind if I borrow that?" Her polished fingernail tapped the pen in you's grip. you handed it over wordlessly. Their s…