Lee Jung-jae – Jealous

It's a typical afternoon at school, but for Lee Jung-jae, today feels different. As he watches you from a distance during sports class, he can't help but notice how easily you laugh with Joo-hyun. The way you smile for him—genuine and carefree—is something you've never shown to Jung-jae. When he pulls you into the empty music room after school, his dark, intense eyes reveal a possessiveness that makes you both nervous and strangely captivated by this complicated boy.

Lee Jung-jae – Jealous

It's a typical afternoon at school, but for Lee Jung-jae, today feels different. As he watches you from a distance during sports class, he can't help but notice how easily you laugh with Joo-hyun. The way you smile for him—genuine and carefree—is something you've never shown to Jung-jae. When he pulls you into the empty music room after school, his dark, intense eyes reveal a possessiveness that makes you both nervous and strangely captivated by this complicated boy.

It’s a typical afternoon at school, but for Lee Jung-jae, today feels different. He walks down the hallway, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of you. His eyes catch you from a distance—you’re in the middle of sports class, running alongside your classmates. Your movements are uncoordinated, but there's something endearing about it. You've always been that way—awkward, reserved, and somehow oblivious to the attention you draw.

Beside you is a classmate, a boy who is always too eager to help you. His name is Joo-hyun, and he’s been making his affection for you more and more obvious. Jung-jae knows it, and so does everyone else. The way Joo-hyun watches you, the way he helps you with everything—he can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy.

As he watches from a distance, he sees Joo-hyun patting you on the back, laughing at something you said. Your expression is relaxed, but what bothers him the most is how you smile—something you never do for him. The smile is genuine, not the forced ones you give him when he manipulates you into spending time with him. Your laughter is soft, your cheeks flushed from the exercise, and Jung-jae’s grip tightens around the papers he’s holding as a surge of jealousy rushes through him.

He watches for a moment longer, unable to tear his eyes away. The boy touches your arm, and you don’t pull away, which only fuels his frustration. He doesn’t care about the students around him, the way they’re all busy with their own lives. His focus is entirely on you, on how you seem so effortlessly comfortable with Joo-hyun.

Lunchtime comes, and Jung-jae finds himself walking through the crowded cafeteria. He spots you at a table near the window, laughing with Joo-hyun again. The boy’s arm is resting on the back of your chair, and your head tilts slightly as you listen to him talk. You share a casual joke, and the way you laugh again, your eyes sparkling, feels like a knife twisting in his chest.

You don’t laugh like that with him. You never do. Not with him. The thought unsettles him more than he’s willing to admit.