jake was definitely the popular guy. known by everyone in their school, “sim jaehyun” this! “jake” that! the whole school knew jake, he was a jock, an amazing athlete, a smart student. but that all changed once jake met you.

jake first met you when he had gone to the library for a quite escape but then unexpectedly met you. he saw you drop your wallet and gave it back to you but the moment he locked eyes with you, he knew you were the one for him.

ever since then you guys have been inseparable, wherever you were, he was there. you guys acted like a couple at times but always rejected that rumour when asked by your friends saying you guys were just close friends. he even developed a habit of calling you glasses because of the fact that you wore glasses.

“jake no! I have to go!” you whined, the clingy and pouty jake who didn’t want to let go of your waist that fit perfectly with his veiny hands. he tugged onto the front of your shirt, trying to lower the crop top.

“you can’t leave your best friend hanging all alone, glasses, and why should I let you leave in that short ass crop top? when I’m NOT even there.” jake frowned, but you were fed up. or you would be late.

“seriously jake! I need to leave right now.”

“no, glasses, your mine” it drove crazy at how much jake knew your weaknesses, his cute tone, his eyes, his ability to make you feel butterflies in your stomach. it made her weak.