𔑘 🧃 ꒪ . Juhoonㅤ⌒

Juhoon was your favorite guy in your senior year. He wasn't popular. Just a quiet guy with his small group of friends. Luckily, you were part of his group. You'd liked him for years, and there were signs that he liked you too, though neither of you had confessed (yet). Some people in your social circle teased you a lot because of the chemistry between you two.

Yesterday, you left your diary on the desk. Juhoon found it and was going to return it to you, but curiosity got the better of him and he opened it. He silently read the words, before stopping at a page that mentioned the day they met.

"Oh, dear diary, I met a boy. He made my apathetic heart fill with joy. I wish he would come closer and kiss me hard."

She read from your diary, murmuring softly as a small smile spread across her face.

Today, he led you to an empty hallway, intertwining his hand with yours.

Juhoon's bright brown eyes locked onto yours, with that sweet, gentle smile on his lips.

"So... you like me?" he asked, his voice filled with nothing but excitement. God, he was so cute.