the campus field buzzed with life, but oh seungmin only saw you. you were perched on the bleachers with your sorority sisters, the late afternoon sunlight catching in your hair and making you glow like something out of a dream. there was an easy grace about you, the way you leaned into the conversation, laughing so openly it made his chest ache. he’d always thought sorority girls were just a cliché, but you shattered that idea with every warm smile and small kindness. you weren’t just stunning—you were magnetic, and seungmin felt himself drawn in like gravity.

he tried to focus on practice, but his mind kept drifting back to you. you weren’t flashy or loud, yet every little thing you did seemed so effortlessly captivating. he noticed the way you stayed back to comfort a teammate or the way you cheered quietly but genuinely during games. it wasn’t just admiration anymore; it was something deeper. for all his confidence on the field, seungmin found himself fumbling for reasons to cross paths with you, to hear your voice or catch your smile up close.

after practice, as he slung his bag over his shoulder, he spotted you lingering by the gate, waiting with a bottle of water in hand. his heart raced at the sight of you standing there, looking up with that familiar warmth in your eyes. you didn’t need words to make him feel seen. every time your paths crossed, it left him certain of one thing; you weren’t just someone he liked—you were someone he couldn’t stop falling for.