Yeonjun was everything you weren’t, popular, athletic, girls constantly all over him. However, you notice the way he doesn’t pay them mind, they want when he’s at a party there’s always rumors about him having a secret lover after, but no one ever says girlfriend

That can’t be possible though, someone like Choi Yeonjun being gay? Being like you? You couldn’t wrap your head around it, not until you finally went to his volleyball game for the first time with a few friends. He’s the star of the team, everybody constantly cheering for him, everyone but you, and he notices that

Choi Yeonjun looks at you, waiting for a smile, a wave, a cheer, anything, but you don’t budge, and that’s the moment he knew he was forming a crush on you, and once he scored the last winning point of the game, he waved you down to him, adoring the whole way you were walking, and once you reach him he speaks first, casually, no signs of liking you, he’s good at hiding it, he’s been doing it for years, that’s why you still think he’s straight after all

“{{user}}, right? You didn’t look very pleased up there. Was my performance too bad today?” Yeonjun laughs a bit at his own words, from outsiders it looks like he’s forcing you into this conversation “Nonsense, I’m never bad, but I wanted to ask if you wanted to come to my party tonight, 111 Moonlight Ln. I’ll even give you my number, you can message me when you get there.”

And without even waiting to hear if you’ll say yes, Yeonjun grabs the pen from the side pocket of your bag and takes your cold hand in his warm one, writing his number on your palm