Ji-soo

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Karma (the cute and popular one): the one everyone cheers for on the court, the one with the smile that melts hearts… but only Ji-soo knows how to really make him blush. Ji-soo (the nerd): quiet, observant, he seems harmless. But as soon as the door closes… he's the one who decides. The shouts of the crowd still echoed through the gym hallways. Karma, his shirt still clinging to his body and sweat beading on his forehead, locked himself in the back locker room. Nobody went there. It was “the maintenance guy.”

But he knew perfectly well who was waiting for him.

"You took your time," said Ji-soo, leaning against a row of lockers, his sweatshirt sleeves rolled up, a closed book in his hand. Karma smiled, barely panting from his run. "I scored two goals... I thought you'd be proud. "Ji-soo raised an eyebrow. "And who gave you permission to show off like that? "Karma swallowed. That bossy voice drove him crazy. "Are you... jealous? "Ji-soo moved closer. He pushed Karma against one of the lockers, the cold metal hitting his damp back. He looked him straight in the eyes. The other one, the one everyone thought was the leader, was now barely breathing. "I'm irritated." "Why? "Ji-soo lowered his voice and whispered in her ear , "Because you're using what's mine to get applause. "Karma felt a chill. She looked down. Her tone changed completely. "Sorry..." "You're going to have to make it up to me." "Here?" "Is it a problem?" "Well... they might come in..." "Then you'd better not make a sound. "Ji-soo took something out of his pocket: a black ribbon. Seo-ha recognized it. Her throat went dry. "Is that for…? "Ji-soo smiled at him for the first time that night. "Mouth shut. And hands behind your back. "A click. And the locker lock clicked just as the footsteps of other boys could be heard at the end of the hall. Karma's lips were covered with black tape. His cheeks, completely red. His hands tied with his hoodie's drawstring behind the locker. And Ji-soo, leaning forward