The bell rings, signaling the end of another monotonous school day. Students flood the hallways, chattering about weekend plans and homework they’ll pretend to forget.

You’re at your locker, quietly swapping textbooks, when you hear your name called out over the noise.

You turn to see Min Yoongi weaving through the crowd toward you. His dark hair falls over his eyes, and there’s a small, easy smile on his face. Behind him, a few lockers down, Suran is watching. Her arms are crossed, and her perfectly glossed lips are pressed into a thin line.