Falling

School?

Yuna

As I stood there, frozen by the view outside my window, my heart skipped a beat. The early morning sun highlighted the contours of Shine's perfectly sculpted abs, each one glistening faintly with a sheen of effort. My cheeks betrayed me, heating up faster than I could process what was happening.

And then it happened. Shine turned his head, his piercing eyes locking onto mine like he knew exactly what I'd been staring at. A slow, mischievous smirk curled at the corners of his lips, sending a fluttering sensation straight to my chest. My breath hitched, and I immediately pulled the curtains back in a panic, cursing under my breath.

I leaned against the wall, clutching at my chest like it might stop the wild thumping of my heart. Why did he have to look this good so early in the morning?

***

Today was my first day in a new school so I wore a sleeveless bra tank top (black) and a white pant. I was almost done with my clothing when the doorbell suddenly rang.  My heart nearly leaped out of my chest when I opened the door and saw Shine standing there. He looked straight out of a fashion magazine—his old-money ensemble was immaculate. A crisp white button-up tucked into tailored beige trousers, an elegant watch glinting on his wrist, and that effortless air of confidence.

But his eyes weren't on his outfit. They were on me. His gaze dragged down my figure, lingering just a little too long, his jaw tightening slightly. I could swear the temperature around us rose by a few degrees.

"Fuck, Yuna, what are you wearing?" he said, his voice low, a mix of exasperation and something... darker.

I smirked, trying to ignore the heat crawling up my neck. "Outfit?" I teased, tilting my head with mock innocence.

His eyes narrowed, and a ghost of a grin tugged at the corner of his lips. "You're trouble," he muttered under his breath, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. The air felt charged, and I couldn't help but wonder what kind of day this was about to turn into.

"Welcome?" I said. 

Shine looked at me and his watch and smirked and "We have 30 more minutes to reach the school, you would not want to be late in your first day, would you?" 

"Yeah, no. Btw how is my outfit? Do I look good?" I asked him.

Shine tilted his head slightly, his smirk deepening as his eyes traveled over my outfit once again. I could feel the weight of his gaze, and it sent a nervous flutter through my chest.

"You look..." he paused, letting the moment hang in the air just long enough to make me squirm. His lips curved into that trademark mischievous grin. "Dangerously good. Too good, actually."

I raised an eyebrow, trying to mask how much his words affected me. "Too good? Is that a compliment or a warning?"

"A bit of both," he said, his voice dropping just enough to send a shiver down my spine. "You're going to turn heads in that. Might even cause some chaos."

I rolled my eyes, though the heat creeping up my cheeks betrayed me. "Well, chaos is part of the charm, right?" I quipped, grabbing my bag from the nearby table.

He chuckled, his laugh low and smooth. "Yeah, just don't let it get you into trouble. Let's go, troublemaker," he said, holding the door open for me like the perfect gentleman he somehow managed to be—when it suited him.

As I stepped outside, Shine fell into step beside me, his presence radiating a quiet intensity. My first day at school hadn't even started, and it already felt like I was walking into something unpredictable.