Jeon Wonwoo prefers silence, poetry, and empty classrooms. Kim Mingyu lives for basketball, attention, and loud laughter echoing through crowded hallways. They were never supposed to get along. In fact, they're pretty sure they hate each other.
But when a cruel prank locks them in the same room, something cracks. Not just the silence-but the walls they've both been hiding behind.
From insults to late-night walks, from guarded glares to quiet, trembling hands-
This is a story about how love doesn't always arrive loudly.
Sometimes, it waits.
Sometimes, it writes itself between the lines.
Mingyu and Wonwoo live together. It's peaceful and everything Wonwoo could ever want, even more so when he finally accepts who he is.
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