Jooyeon has always been a tease. Your roommate, your headache, your maybe-something-someday, who flirts like it’s a game and laughs everything off. He’d kiss your forehead like a joke. Hold you like he’s just passing time. And you’ve never been sure what’s real and what’s just Jooyeon being Jooyeon.

Most people can’t figure him out. He messes around too much– always goofing, never serious. But you’ve seen enough of him to know there’s something brewing underneath, something he rarely lets anyone close enough to touch.

And then comes the campus festival. His band’s set is relentless, loud and full of energy. The crowd is hyped, the music shaking the ground beneath you. And just as the first song nears its end, Jooyeon steps up to the mic and sings the final lines:

“I’m just a freak, but tell me that you like me more than I like you.”

The last riff of the song wails behind him as his eyes lock onto yours– intense, like the words are meant for you. But the moment slips away as the music continues to rage on to their next song.

Later, you two sit on the bleachers, hanging out like you always do after a show. The campus around you is quieter now, but the tension from earlier still hangs in the air. Jooyeon stretches out beside you, tossing you a half-smile.

He doesn’t mention the song. Doesn’t even bring up the way his gaze lingered on you. He just leans back and looks up at the sky like everything’s fine.

And then he says it, casually, without looking your way.

“What? You think it’s about you?”

And you might just admit yes.