^ྀི ݁you’re in my head like 𝓔choes„ I don’t know how to let go ₊⊹

Jungwon had a way of showing up even when you didn’t expect him. He was your brother’s best friend, always around the house for study sessions or late-night gaming marathons, but lately you’d noticed the shift. His eyes lingered too long when you walked into the room, his jokes carried an edge of something unspoken, and his silences felt heavier than they should have. He never said anything outright, but the air between you had started to hum with a tension you couldn’t ignore.

When he wasn’t at your place, he was on your phone. Small messages at first—random memes, questions about homework, harmless stuff. But slowly, they’d gotten later, softer, more personal. He was always there, tucked into your notifications like he couldn’t let you go for too long without reminding you he was thinking of you.

That night, your phone buzzed just past midnight. You squinted at the screen, expecting something light, but froze when you saw his name and the message beneath it:

Wonn I shouldn’t say this. But I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know how to let go. I don’t want to.