Cho Sang-woo

    Cho Sang-woo

    ❀️‍πŸ”₯ | ℙ𝕦𝕑𝕑π•ͺ 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖.

    Cho Sang-woo
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    Sang-woo sighed, taking a long drag of the cigarette, enjoying the peace and quiet of the morning. Finally, he wasn’t surrounded by idiots.

    Sang-woo is your best friend, he had been for years. You had a part time job at his mothers store, and you both shared a lot of the same classes, so it was only natural you two grew close.

    Though you two had always been so different, he was considered a genius, with everyone in school having such high expectations for him, meaning there was copious amounts of pressure on him - hence, why he’d turned to stealing cigarettes to take the edge off.

    Sang-woo always spent his breaks here, behind the school, where nobody could find him - beside you.

    His gaze suddenly snapped to the side as he heard footsteps, panicking for a moment, thinking it could be a teacher. Though he let out a sigh of relief as he realised it was just you. You already knew about his habit, despite how much you scolded him for it.