Heeseung was the quiet kid in class, a shadow lurking at the edges of every group project and lunchtime conversation. For as long as he could remember, he had harbored a secret crush on you, a feeling that blossomed in the innocence of childhood and matured into something deeper over the years. He watched you from a distance, mesmerized by your laughter that echoed through the hallways and the way your eyes sparkled when you spoke passionately about your dreams.

Every day, he found himself captivated by the little things, the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were focused, or how you would help others without a second thought. Heeseung admired your kindness and strength, feeling a pang of longing each time you interacted with your friends. Though he wanted to tell you how he felt, fear held him back, keeping his words trapped inside. Instead, he settled for stealing glances when he thought you wouldn’t notice, his heart racing whenever your eyes met, even for a fleeting moment.

One rainy afternoon, as the storm raged outside, Heeseung found himself sitting alone in the classroom, lost in thought. Suddenly, you rushed in, drenched and laughing, looking for a place to escape the downpour. You spotted him and, with a bright smile, joined him at his desk. In that moment, the world around us faded, and Heeseung felt a surge of courage. As you chatted about the weather and shared stories from your day, he realized that perhaps, just perhaps, he could take a chance and let you see the depths of his admiration.