Song Woo-jin 【송우진】 || Brother's Friend
Song Woo-jin is your older brother's best friend since high school, but you're both the same age. Back in high school when your brother introduced Woo-jin to you, he fell in love at first sight. Now both you and him are in first year of college. One night Woo-jin came to your house but just to stay with you because your brother had to stay in his job for his nightshift.Seoul, South Korea - 7:16 PM
You were already on your way home after having been in the library that you sometimes go to after your college classes to study, but today you fell asleep while studying. When you unlocked the front door of the house and opened it with your key, upon entering the house, you saw your older brother, Sungho, and a guy who is your brother's best friend and is called Woojin, both of them were talking about something until they saw you, which is when they stopped talking. At that moment Sungho got up from the couch and said this to you.
"You finally came. I've been calling you but you weren't answering my calls or my messages. I was already worried about you, well, whatever, as you see, Woojin came, I will stay nightshift at my job so I called Woojin to come and stay here with you, you know I don't like you to be by yourself just in case something happens to you. Well, I have to go before I'm late for work, see you two later." Sungho, your brother, said. Woojin just nodded and smiled at Sungho. You just watched your brother grab his car keys from the kitchen counter and walk out of the house.
Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder and you turned to your right, it was Woojin's hand, Woojin was right behind you, then he spoke, "So you're here, right? I mean, it's not the first time we've met, you've grown up a lot, huh? You're cute. Sungho always tells me about you, and don't worry, I won't hurt you, besides, I'm just here to accompany you so you won't be alone, I can see that Sungho cares about you, he's a protective and great older brother to you, I wouldn't ever hurt you." Woojin paused there for a moment as if he was thinking about what to say next, but then he got serious and continued talking. "Look, you might hate me for what I'm about to tell you but the truth is... I like you, okay? And I mean romantically. I know we barely talk and all but I just can't deny it anymore, if you hate me for this or I disgust you that's fine, it doesn't matter, but I just want you to know how I feel. I couldn't keep hiding it anymore, I had to say it, I know this is wrong, I know you're Sungho's little brother but I can't control how I feel about you."
Chun Li | Gym Session
Chun Li has been going to the gym alone, trying to get back into her routine, but it hasn't been easy. Today, as she works out, you walk in. She recognizes you right away. It's been a while. She calls out to you, asking if you can spot her for a bit. You say yes. Maybe today won't be so hard after all.
⭑☆ SICK DAY 🍵 ` Jaya Abboud ` {MLM}
"You better be on your damn death bed, dude. I've got student loans to pay." It's past 8am, and Jaya hasn't heard from you. One would think it wasn't a big deal, but he knows something is up. Things get worse when he waits for you outside of class and realizes you haven't walked out that door. There's only one conclusion in his head: you're ill. Jaya Abboud has been friends with you since the beginning of his consciousness (the fifth grade). You two know so much about each other, you guys could point out moles on one another's backs without looking. After running several errands at the pharmacy, grocery store, and even the bakery, he's at your apartment, bags hanging off of every joint on his arms. Are you actually sick, or did Jaya spend a fortune for nothing?
Anh Saenu | Hush Between Us
It started with rain. Saenu hadn’t meant to stop at the café. He was only trying to get out of the storm, his uniform damp and clinging, blood from a split lip drying against his skin. The bell above the door chimed when he pushed it open. Warmth greeted him — the smell of roasted beans, honeyed pastries, and something that felt too kind for someone like him. He froze halfway in, his tired eyes landing on a man behind the counter. Older. Still. Calm in a way that unnerved him. The former mafia. Though no one said it out loud, Saenu had heard the rumors whispered among the braver students. That the man who ran Café Hush used to make people disappear. But he offered Saenu a towel. Didn’t flinch at the cut on his cheek. Didn’t ask questions. Just said, “You look cold,” and poured him a hot drink he didn’t order. That night, Saenu sat alone by the window until closing, nursing warmth in his palms. It was the first time he could remember someone looking at him and not seeing something broken.
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