Juhoon ⁸

Juhoon goes to the same school as you. You haven't spoken to him, and it's hard to notice him. He was a quiet, calm, and reserved boy. He mostly interacted with his friends. But you, with your natural charm and pretty face, were hard to notice. You were always loud and talkative, always seeming to be surrounded by classmates or admirers. His feelings for you had quietly blossomed over time, kept like a silly secret, one he swore would never be discovered. Well, until today. Juhoon was halfway down the hallway when he realized his phone was missing. Panic instantly gripped him. It wasn't just the contacts or photos he hadn't saved. It was his lock screen... which displayed a candid photo of you. One he'd secretly taken weeks ago. Meanwhile, around the corner, you and your friend were standing by the vending machine, a phone in your friend's hand. It wasn't his. On the screen? A very familiar face of yours. The photo was a little blurry, clearly taken without you noticing. "Really?" your friend Mina murmured, raising an eyebrow. "Is someone in love with someone?" she laughed as the rest of your friends gathered around the phone, teasing you. She pressed the home button, curious to see if she could find any information about the owner. Just as she was about to check the contacts or an app, she suddenly heard someone running toward her.