"How was that for a kiss?" she asked, her voice teasing as she bit her lip, her gaze fixed on him with quiet admiration.
"Yeah," he slurred, his thoughts scrambled. "I mean-good. It was great." His words tumbled out as his hands pressed firmly against the wall on either side of Y/n, bracing himself to avoid the humiliation of stumbling. His cheeks burned, but he mustered the courage to ask, "Can we do that again?" His tone was shy, almost hopeful.
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Jang Y/n-her name was whispered in the hallways, carried on a wave of both awe and fear. Known for her sharp, intimidating beauty and a reputation for defiance, she was someone no one dared to cross. But beneath the hard exterior lay a restless curiosity, one that stirred the night she encountered him.
While on one of her usual late-night walks, she stumbled upon a boy who caught her attention. There was something about him-a quiet vulnerability, an air of mystery-that she couldn't shake. The next day, at school, she found herself scanning the crowded hallways, searching for him. And when she finally spotted him, her heart twisted.
He was being taunted, cruelly cornered by a girl Y/n had always loathed. The sight ignited something primal in her, and without hesitation, she stepped in, her sharp tongue and commanding presence cutting through the scene like a blade. In that moment, her intervention wasn't just an act of kindness-it was the beginning of something unexpected.
Two opposites, worlds apart, found themselves inexplicably drawn together. Their friendship wasn't seamless or easy, but it was theirs-unexpected, raw, and deeply real.