when opposites fall.

seal of fate

days drifted into one another, each blending seamlessly into the next, yet the silence between woonhak and riwoo felt more profound than any words left unspoken. while their friends filled the days with laughter and playful banter, woonhak and riwoo walked the tightrope of avoidance, each painfully aware of the distance growing between them. 

woonhak, despite his own internal turmoil, chose to give riwoo space, allowing him the time he needed to calm down and collect himself.

but it was a struggle. every stolen glance at riwoo made his heart ache, a constant reminder of how much he longed to bridge the gap that had formed between them. the air seemed heavy with unexpressed feelings, and woonhak felt helpless, trapped in a whirlwind of emotion he couldn't seem to articulate. 

it was a storm brewing just beneath the surface, and he could feel it pushing against him, threatening to spill over at any moment.

on the other hand, riwoo was caught in a web of his own making. every fiber of his being was screaming to talk to woonhak, to break the silence that hung like an anchor between them. but the fear that woonhak might not want to hear him paralyzed him. 

what if he had gone too far this time? what if he'd ruined whatever they had? the thought gnawed at him like a persistent shadow, darkening his heart with doubt. and so, he waited—each day a silent plea for the courage to reach out, while the yearning inside him grew, bubbling just beneath the surface.

then, as if fate had conspired to shake things up, news of a school festival swept through their campus. excitement buzzed in the air as everyone prepared for the day filled with games, food stalls, and laughter. pairs were formed for booth shifts, and it felt like a twist of fate that put woonhak and riwoo together. 

and by some twist of fate—or perhaps destiny—riwoo and woonhak found themselves paired together for a booth shift.

taesan and leehan were assigned to a snack stall, while sungho and jaehyun were put in charge of running a game booth. the festival atmosphere buzzed with energy, and it felt like a pivotal moment waiting to unfold. it was as if the universe had conspired to bring woonhak and riwoo closer, even if the two were too caught up in their own fears to notice.

as they set up their booth, sungho and jaehyun were the embodiment of flirtation. their banter was easy and playful, a stark contrast to the tension lingering around woonhak and riwoo. jaehyun leaned against the booth, his charm radiating like the sun, and sungho, with a teasing glint in his eyes, was more than willing to play along.