The stars were beginning to prick the sky as the group finally started to leave the amusement park, legs tired, voices hoarse from screaming and laughing all day.
“Group hangover incoming,” Jay muttered, flopping onto the grass near the exit gate as they all took a final rest.
Ni-ki dropped beside him with a dramatic sigh. “If I wake up with leg cramps, I’m blaming Sunoo.”
Sunoo, unapologetically sipping bubble tea, winked. “Worth it.”
Jiwon stood to the side with Jungwon, watching the boys argue about who cheated during bumper cars and who was clearly the MVP of the water balloon toss.
“I feel like I just survived a small tornado,” Jiwon whispered.
“Yeah,” Jungwon said, glancing at her sideways. “A tornado of weirdos.”
“You love them.”
“I do.” He looked down. “And I’m glad you do, too.”
The others were starting to get up, Heeseung herding them like tired ducks. But Jungwon tugged gently at Jiwon’s wrist.
“Come with me. Just for a bit.”
They walked away from the noise and toward a quieter path near the park’s back garden—lined with soft fairy lights, barely lit. The sound of laughter faded behind them.
They stopped near a small stone bench, and for a moment, neither spoke. The hush was warm, familiar.
Then Jungwon exhaled slowly. “Do you… ever think about how fast everything changed?”
Jiwon glanced at him. “All the time.”
He gave a small nod. “One second I was texting a random number because of a stupid dare… and the next, I was waiting for your messages like they were the only good thing in my day.”
Jiwon’s heart jumped, but she didn’t speak.
“And then you started talking about me, without knowing it was me,” Jungwon continued, looking at the ground. “You said the nicest things. You noticed things about me no one else ever did. It was like… I got to fall for you twice.”
Jiwon reached for his hand, squeezing gently. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“I was scared,” he admitted. “Scared I’d ruin the magic.”
She let silence fill the space again before she whispered, “You didn’t. You made it real.”
Jungwon looked up at her then. His eyes—soft and steady—met hers.
“I like you, Jiwon. A lot.”
“I like you too,” she said, her voice cracking just slightly, from emotion more than nerves.
He smiled—genuine, boyish, and full of something glowing.
“Would it be cheesy,” he said, “if I kissed you right now?”
Jiwon raised an eyebrow. “On a scale of one to Jake wearing heart glasses… maybe a six.”
“Then I’ll risk it.”
And just like that, Jungwon leaned in—gentle, slow, like he wasn’t in a rush to end the moment—and kissed her. It was a soft brush of lips, a quiet promise between them. The kind of kiss that didn’t need fireworks to feel special.
When they pulled away, Jiwon rested her forehead against his.
“Definitely worth a six.”
They stayed like that for a while, hands tangled, hearts steady.
For once, there was no teasing, no rushing, no whirlwind of noise. Just them—and the quiet space between.
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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...
