Part 12- A Different Kind of Future
Part 10- Friends In Their Corner
Part 9- The Little Things
Part 8- Through the Seasons
Part 7- The Unshakable Duo
Part 2- The Almost Moment
Part 1- A Glimpse of More
It had been months since Y/N and Minho officially started dating, and while their relationship felt stronger than ever, there were still moments when reality reminded them they were nearing the end of school. College applications, family expectations, and the uncertainty of what came next loomed over them.
One afternoon, as they sat together in their favorite café after school, Minho stirred his iced coffee absentmindedly, his expression unusually serious.
Y/N frowned, nudging his leg under the table. “You’re quiet today. What’s up?”
He exhaled, setting his straw down. “I’ve just been thinking a lot about the future.”
Y/N’s stomach twisted slightly. “What about it?”
Minho looked at her, hesitation flickering in his eyes. “We’ve been together for a while now, and things have been amazing. But… we’re graduating soon. We might end up at different universities.”
Y/N swallowed hard. She had tried not to think about it too much, but the reality was, they hadn’t talked about what would happen after high school.
She forced a small smile. “Are you… worried we won’t work if we go to different schools?”
Minho hesitated before shaking his head. “No. I just don’t want distance to change us. I love what we have, Y/N/N.” He reached across the table, taking her hand. “I don’t want to lose it.”
Y/N squeezed his fingers, her heart aching at how vulnerable he looked. “Minho, just because things will change doesn’t mean we will. You’re my best friend and my boyfriend. No matter what happens, I want us to figure it out together.”
He studied her for a moment before his lips quirked into a small smile. “You always know exactly what to say to calm me down.”
She grinned. “It’s a talent.”
Minho chuckled, lifting her hand to press a kiss to her knuckles. “Then let’s make a promise.”
Y/N tilted her head. “What kind of promise?”
“That no matter what, we’ll fight for this. We won’t let distance or stress or whatever else comes our way ruin what we have.” His voice was firm, but his grip on her hand was gentle.
Y/N felt warmth spread through her chest. “Deal.”
They sealed it with a pinky promise, like they had since they were kids.
