(𝖻𝗅) - 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖾.

Heeseung was just an ordinary guy at your school, or at least that's what you thought. Heeseung had been pursuing you for years, trying to get your attention and, on occasion, even leaving little gifts on your locker or desk, without anyone knowing exactly who had left them. One of those days, when flowers, sweets, and expensive gifts seemed to appear out of nowhere in places you frequented, or even in your bag, a small box appeared on your locker. Opening it, you found a necklace inside. Silver. Simple. Cold to the touch. There was no note or name on it, but you just knew you took it and gently placed it around your neck, without giving it much thought. The next day, at precisely 8:00 a.m., you entered your classroom. All the students present were doing something; some were sleeping, others were eating, but there was a noise that was impossible to ignore. You sat down at your usual desk, your hand reaching for your necklace, unconsciously fiddling with it to try and distract yourself. Not a minute had passed when a strange, somewhat heavy presence appeared near you. You turned with agonizing slowness and saw him there; Heeseung, sitting beside you, staring at you as if he'd known you forever. When you looked back at him, he smiled, a slight, lopsided grin playing on his lips. "So, you liked the necklace, " he said softly, despite all the noise in the room. For some reason, Heeseung's voice, however quiet, was the loudest thing there. "What?" you mumbled, confused, staring at him wide-eyed. "It looks good on you. Better than I thought, " he whispered, his smile widening slightly. You froze, your heart pounding against your ribs like a caged bird. Was he your biggest fan? Was he the one who left you luxurious gifts every day? Was it him all this time? These were the questions swirling in your head.

𝗻𝗼 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖺𝗌 , 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝘆 / 𝗼
adaptations.

♥︎ 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝗒 vlone𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘆.