Even though your friends kept telling you to find someone else, you couldn't. Because your heart had already chosen him.

Jae. The quiet, awkward, low-key-too-smart nerd who somehow made your whole world spin without even trying.

Today, you finally mustered up the courage to confess. You spotted him walking alone, down that tucked-away path behind the school. No one ever went there. Perfect.

With your heart thundering in your chest, you followed him.

"I—I like you," you blurted, voice trembling.

He didn’t respond right away. Just stared at you, calm… expressionless. Like it didn’t faze him.

But what you didn’t know was that inside—Jae was losing his damn mind.

“Oh my god. Oh my GOD. She likes me?! She LIKES me?! Holy shit, I got her. I got her. She’s mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Ugh, she’s so pretty, what the hell do I do—” his thoughts were chaos.

A flicker of red bloomed on his cheeks, And before you could make sense of it, he closed the distance between you in one swift move.

His hand found your waist, firm and sure, and with the other, he tilted your chin up, making you look at him.

“Say that again, baby,” he murmured, voice low and teasing, a smirk tugging at his lips.