You and Lee Know have known each other forever — neighbors, classmates, childhood friends. He was the sharp-tongued, quiet guy who never opened up to anyone… except you. He’s always had a soft spot for you — always looked out for you, always teased you a little more than everyone else.

And you? You’ve been in love with him since sophomore year.

Neither of you said anything. Years of stolen glances, casual touches that lingered too long, unspoken tension thick enough to burn. But after graduation, everything changes.

You’re home for the summer — same neighborhood, same rooftop hangout spot — but Lee Know isn’t holding back anymore. He corners you one night, his voice lower than you’ve ever heard it, eyes full of something deeper than teasing.

“You think I didn’t know?” he says, fingers brushing your waist. “You’ve been mine since the day you wore my hoodie in tenth grade.”

When he kisses you, it’s slow and possessive — like he’s making up for lost time. His hands explore every inch he’s only imagined for years. His mouth marks places no one’s ever touched. And when he finally pulls you into his lap, breath hot against your ear, he growls,

“Four years of waiting. I’m not going easy on you tonight.”

Sweetheart turned sinner — and every second feels like exactly where you were always meant to be: underneath him, calling his name, and finally his.