A thousand of these anonymous letters are in your locker, it often makes you happy reading those letters and makes you curious about who it is. You kept all the letters in a box so when you know who it is, you want to answer all the letters they sent you.
"Their handwriting is very pretty though." You nodded and look at your best friend
"I'm sure they're pretty too." Daniel choked on his water, "Like your crush? Girl, you don't even know who wrote the letters."
"Maybe, or maybe not."
"I think there's one in your locker right now."
"How can you know? Are you-"
"No, I'm not, I saw someone put something in your locker moments ago." Daniel stands up. "Well anyway, I'm gonna go home now." Daniel acting weird today, you don't know if it's your best friend who has been sending you the letters.
"Meet me in the school backyard."
-nonnie.
This is it, you finally get to meet them, you get excited, but also hope they're not weird. You grab the small box and on your way to go to the backyard.
You saw a tall figure, as tall as Daniel, but it was not him... it's Riki? Your... crush?
"So... it was you? Riki I've been liked you for so long, I can't believe it was you." Riki pulled you in a hug, his hands playing with your hair, leaving a kiss on your forehead. "I like you too, sorry that I was scared and shy, I'm not confident enough to talk to you, but here I am."
"Do you wanna go somewhere?" He grabbed your hand. "Sure. Oh and I have some of the letters you wrote for me, I want to answer the questions you sent!" Riki smiled "Okay hehe."
Riki turned his head back and smirked at Daniel.
"Too late, Daniel." said in mind.
a/n: i kept this in my drafts for weeks, there's more but i can't finish it, i have more things to do.
bestfriend!jungwon's eyes grew round at your unexpected presence. by the short distance between the two of you, certainly, you wouldn't miss a single word from his careless protest on the phone, all the more wanting to dig himself in a hole and kiss the world goodbye seeing you first thing upon stepping in the elevator. your feet were glued to the floor, mind slowly becoming a madhouse of roaring thoughts.
it all made sense now—the reason behind his atypical smiles, behind the lame excuses he gave for a hangout, the frequent misplacement of many of his valuables. your mind always hesitated at the thought of him being with you, but you always catch your heart reacting in a radically different state. your heart was pounding out of your chest. jungwon served as a kind-hearted older brother you never had. he treated you with the utmost care, showing you what it's like to have a sibling protecting you with his life. being an only child made you find joy in interacting with people online, but he was the one who introduced you to real-life entertainment.
losing him because of your stupid feelings wasn't worth the destruction. you'd more willingly keep your emotions stored and kept away than endure the pain of an unanchored friendship.
and you thought you heard him wrong. there was no way he would have sowed feelings for you. it just didn't make sense. Family is what you are. you both know that. but from the way that his body was perfectly still, yet his fingers were losing control over the buttons, you felt your heart about to explode when you see him in a state of crudely concealed panic.
he returned the wordless feelings you told him. you weren't the only one hiding your emotions.
"jungwon," you slip your hand just in time before the gap between the doors could trap him in. he stands still on his feet, his dry throat in need of a gulp as he watches you force yourself into the small space. "your wallet," you say, reaching the said object towards him.
"thanks,"
he speaks with eyes that are unable to look you in the eye. jungwon planned to confess to you tonight, but he was annoyed and disappointed that the day has passed without telling you anything (partly because heeseung won't shut up about him being a coward by the time he gets home). he wanted to hit himself in the head for being loose-tongued, but the relief of finally having you grasp his feelings was a huger emotion to bear. that's why you stood in silence in the elevator, not sure whether to head out now or maybe stay for one of the cliche moments you've seen only in your favorite dramas.
"um... i'll go now. stay safe, good night." you point your thumb back to your door with a stiff curl up your lips. with every second rolling by, the atmosphere turned cumbrous as you waited for something to happen. you heard what he said sharply, but you weren't sure how to respond to such a strange placement of disclosure, and you didn't want to think much about it. stay calm, that's it. being too greedy won't help you out. it might be better to pretend to hear nothing. you're well aware of how many girls at school he could be talking about.
so you turn around to head back to your door, a faint tinge of hesitance tugging at your conscious to stop and come back.
"y/n," a hand encloses the skin of your wrist, and you turn around, noticing that jungwon had stepped outside the elevator, electricity sparking through your entire body from his icy hands. "can we talk?"
"about?"
"i don't know how i'm going to face you if i don't. i like you. it's really out of the blue. but i was stalling like a coward because i was scared it was going to ruin our friendship. i know you heard me, and i didn't mean to hide it from you. i like you, y/n." his palm presses tighter around your wrist. "will you go out with me?"
like a runaway train, your heart throbbed at warp speed. words you never thought you'd hear from his standpoint reached your peak's limits and unreadily unlatched a dam of butterflies down your guts. he was feeling the same way you did, experienced the same troubles of fearing your loss. you couldn't help but break the enraptured grin you've long been suppressing behind your quaky character. tiny bumps launch away from underneath your sleeves, a larger curl molding your smile at the sight of his other hand not lasting in one place for more than a second, and your heart twitches at the company of his fervently alluring gaze.
a triumphant chuckle escapes your mouth. being with jungwon was a dream you thought would never come true. for how many years you treated him as a person too precious to lose. somewhere along the way, he stole your heart with his simple acts of kindness, and every time he walks you home, gives you random gifts, or when he invites you outside for dinner, you had to ignore the tingling feeling fluttering inside your chest. realizing that he—your crush—was feeling the same way as you, everything suddenly seems so unreal. you pull your arm back from his grip before throwing a light slap over his shoulder, and jungwon all but raises his eyebrows in confusion.
"don't even think of seeing tomorrow if you're joking," you say before lunging to wrap your arms around his neck, feeling your feet lift from the floor, the sound of his electrified simpers subduing your heeds.
