𝓖eum Seong-je ¹²

The echo of shoes echoed in the hallway as you walked beside Geum Seong-je, heading to class. He kept his hands in his pockets, with that arrogant air that never seemed to leave his posture.

Suddenly, he slowed down and leaned slightly towards you, with a look that was meant to be confident and a gesture that was too obvious.

— Seong-je: "Hey..." he murmured, approaching your lips with the clear intention of stealing a kiss or maybe two.

You reacted instantly, taking a step back with a mocking smile and spoke:

— "Did you really think I was going to let you kiss me?" you said in a playful tone while crossing your arms.

He was silent for a second, then looked away indifferently. He barely raised an eyebrow, as if the rejection hadn't affected him in the least.

— Seong-je: "Hmph... as you wish." He replied, walking again as if nothing had happened.

Your laughter broke the silence in the hallway, mocking, light, enjoying the simple idea that behind that imperturbable facade, he was burning inside.