It all started with a dare.
"Truth or dare?" Jake asked, grinning like he already knew the chaos he was about to cause.
Jungwon rolled his eyes but played along. "Dare."
Jay immediately perked up, exchanging a mischievous glance with Heeseung. “Alright. Dare: message a random number and say ‘I’m cute.’”
“Seriously?” Jungwon blinked. “That’s the best you guys could come up with?”
Sunghoon snickered. “Are you scared?”
“Pfft. As if.” Jungwon unlocked his phone and let Ni-ki pick random digits, and with a dramatic sigh, he typed the message:
I’m cute.
He hit send.
They all burst into laughter. Jungwon tried to act unfazed, but a part of him hoped the person wouldn’t reply. Unfortunately—or maybe fortunately—someone did.
Unknown Number:
I’m cuter.
The boys screamed.
The next day.
Jiwon walked into the classroom with her transfer papers clutched to her chest. New school, new faces, new start.
She glanced around, trying to spot a friendly face. Her eyes landed on a boy with cat-like eyes and a warm smile as he laughed with his friends. Something about him made her heart skip.
He’s cute.
"That’s Yang Jungwon," someone whispered beside her. "Student council, top student, basically everyone’s crush."
Figures.
Later that night.
Jiwon flopped on her bed and opened her messages. That random “I’m cute” text from the other night was weirdly…fun. And the reply had started something unexpectedly entertaining.
Jiwon:
Okay, “I’m cute.” What now, mystery man?
Unknown Number:
Well, since you’re “cuter,” tell me about your day.
She smiled. This was dumb. But it felt like a little secret she didn’t mind keeping.
Jiwon:
I started at a new school today. Saw this guy who might ruin my whole academic career because I think I like him already.
Unknown Number:
That bad, huh?
Jiwon:
He’s got these sharp eyes and the softest smile. His name’s Jungwon. I’m doomed.
Jungwon dropped his phone.
“She’s talking about me.”
The boys froze.
“Wait—she’s in our school?” Sunoo asked, eyes wide.
Jungwon nodded slowly, staring at the name on his phone.
Jiwon Park.
Days passed, and Jiwon grew more comfortable at her new school. Jungwon, on the other hand, was a mess. They started texting daily. She told him everything—what she ate, who she talked to, how cute she thought Jungwon was when he helped a teacher carry books.
And Jungwon had to pretend like he wasn’t internally combusting every time.
“Hey, Jiwon,” Jungwon said, sitting across from her. They’d started talking in person too. Friendly, casual. She still had no clue he was the mystery number.
“Hi!” she beamed. “You’re really easy to talk to, you know?”
He smiled, heart racing. “So are you.”
Later that night.
Jiwon:
I talked to Jungwon today. I think I smiled like an idiot the whole time.
Jungwon (as Unknown):
Maybe he smiled too.
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Fanfiction( 𝗜'𝗠 𝗖𝗨𝗧𝗘𝗥 ) "One dare, one text, and a whole lot of feelings." --- It all began with a simple dare-one that led to an unexpected connection. Jiwon Park, a quiet transfer student, received a random text that read, "I'm cute." Thinking it was...
