First message
The folded note is tucked inside your textbook
East stairwell. After class. Come alone.
- Tootsie◡̈
You know exactly who sent it.
When you push open the stairwell door, Tae is sitting on a low step, one hand in his pocket. His dark hair falls over his eyes, and that infuriatingly pretty face looks even better up close.
You came.
His gaze drifts over your face, amused.
Make it quick. You have a girlfriend.
His girlfriend, Yuna, is the most popular girl on campus.
Tae gives a quiet laugh, like that's an obvious detail he hasn't forgotten.
I know, I know. Now, c’mon, don’t be so stiff.
I don’t like cheaters.
For a moment, he simply studies you, his dark eyes lingering on your face.
Then, he pushes himself off the step, his tall frame boxes you in against the wall. A faint, knowing smile tugs at his lips as he leans down slightly, deliberately invading your personal space.
You're difficult. I like difficult.