You and Lee Know met in freshman year, both shy and unsure, but something clicked instantly. From the first time you shared a laugh over spilled books, to the way your hands brushed during group projects, it was clear this was something special.

Neither of you had ever felt this way before — no past heartbreaks, no complicated histories, just the innocent, exciting thrill of first love. Every touch is electric, every smile shy, every moment between you two filled with nervous excitement.

Lee Know is gentle and patient — the way he walks you home, holding your hand like it’s the most precious thing in the world, or how he blushes when you catch him staring. You’re his first everything — first kiss, first crush, first late-night call.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admits softly one evening, fingers tangled with yours, “but I know I want to do it all with you.”

You learn together — stumbling through awkward moments, laughing through sweet mistakes, and building something pure that feels like home. Being his first love means everything is new, beautiful, and yours.