sunghoon was the star player of your schools football team. not only was he a great player—but he had the visual of a greek god.

athletic build, strong arms, but still carrying that nerdy charm with his hair and glasses that girls would go crazy for. he was the perfect example of a guy that girls could only look at from afar from the bleachers of each game—never too close.

you’ve heard rumors about sunghoon all the time. how he was strict with who he hung out with, how he expressed himself, the monthly hookups he would have. never did you think that spot would be fulfilled by you.

you sat on the cold bleachers, a jacket draped over your shoulders as you watched from afar as the football team emerged from to the field, peoples voices roaring and cheering beside you. it was obvious you didn’t belong.