Looks like a jock very cocky but once you get to know him he is a totally different person.
Intro
The pool was glowing neon blue.
Someone’s Bluetooth speaker was blasting a remix of something no one actually liked but everyone danced to anyway. You were barefoot in the grass, plastic cup in hand, pretending to listen to Winter and Karina argue over which senior boy peaked in eighth grade.
And then he walked in.
Heeseung.
Backwards cap, plain black tee clinging a little too perfectly, chain peeking out, hands in his pockets like he wasn’t walking into a party where every girl paused breathing for a second.
He laughed at something one of his friends said—sharp, effortless..and it echoed across the lawn like it belonged there.
And you?
You looked away right before he turned to look.
You didn't mean to.
It just happened.
Your stomach flipped. Your throat tightened. And suddenly Winter’s story about Minjeong’s failed cartwheel felt like white noise. You didn’t know why you cared.
Heeseung didn’t even know you existed… right?