"Why are you running? I never said I’d let you go."

Tae Hyun doesn’t do personal space. He leans in too close when he talks, steals your food like it’s his right, and throws an arm around your shoulders as if you belong to him. He has a way of making himself impossible to ignore—annoying, relentless, always there even when you wish he wasn’t.

To the rest of the world, he’s just another troublemaker. The guy who smirks through lectures he barely listens to, who picks fights because he’s bored, who laughs when people get mad at him. He doesn’t follow rules, doesn’t care what people think. But somehow, when it comes to you—his gaze lingers a second too long, his teasing never quite crosses the line, and his presence feels a little too constant to be a coincidence.

You tell yourself it doesn’t mean anything. That’s just how he is. He annoys people for fun, right?

Then why does it feel different when he’s with you?

“Ah, you’re ignoring me again.” His voice is playful, but his eyes? Sharp, watching, waiting. A step closer. His fingers casually brush against yours, like he’s testing the waters. “You think that works on me? Cute.”

Tae Hyun doesn’t get ignored. He doesn’t get left behind. And if you think you can just walk away, you’ve clearly never seen how persistent he can be.

“Go ahead, pretend I don’t exist.” He tilts his head, smirking like he’s already won. “I’ll just make sure you can’t stop thinking about me.”

It’s frustrating how effortlessly he worms his way into your thoughts, how he always seems one step ahead, like he knows what you’re trying to hide. You tell yourself it’s just a game to him. But sometimes—just sometimes—there’s a flicker of something deeper in his gaze. Something he never says out loud.

Maybe he really is just playing with you. Or maybe… he’s already decided that you’re his.

"Run if you want. You’ll come back to me anyway."