One day, a new student name Beomgyu switched to class 11C and encounters a strong gaze of a boy, named Choi Yeonjun. Something seems to be mysterious about him. Will they have a good relationship with each other or it will turn out to be a complex c...
The next few weeks were a whirlwind of stolen glances and secret smiles. In their usual practice, Yeonjun found himself completely unable to focus on the choreography and lyrics. Every few minutes, his gaze would drift towards Beomgyu, who seemed to revel in their silent communication. A raised eyebrow from Beomgyu, a playful pout in response from Yeonjun – their unspoken language was blossoming.
Lunchtime became their favorite time of day. They'd ditch their usual groups, venturing out to a hidden corner that only they know. Sunlight dappled through the leaves, casting a warm glow on their faces as they shared stolen kisses and whispered jokes. The butterflies in Yeonjun's stomach did a synchronized dance routine every time Beomgyu's hand brushed against his.
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One afternoon, sprawled out beneath their favorite oak tree, they found themselves confiding in each other about their college dreams. Beomgyu, with his boundless enthusiasm, dreamt of studying music in a bustling city, while Yeonjun, ever the pragmatist, aimed for a prestigious art program. A pang of worry flickered in Yeonjun's chest. Could a long-distance relationship survive the challenges of college life?
As if sensing his unspoken fear, Beomgyu squeezed his hand.
"We'll figure it out," he said, his voice filled with an unwavering confidence that calmed Yeonjun's anxieties.
"We always do."
The days turned into weeks, and their bond deepened. Late-night calls became a nightly ritual, filled with whispered secrets and dreams for the future. They shared anxieties about upcoming exams, celebrated victories big and small, and found solace in each other's presence. Beomgyu's optimism was a beacon of light, guiding Yeonjun through the stressful college application process.
One crisp autumn morning, Yeonjun and Beomgyu are strolling through the familiar path they always walk together, Yeonjun noticed Beomgyu fiddling with his backpack strap.
"Hey, that looks broken," Yeonjun said, stopping to inspect the frayed strap. Before Beomgyu could protest, Yeonjun expertly whipped out a spare shoelace from his pocket and began tying a secure knot. Their fingers brushed as he worked, sending a jolt of electricity through Yeonjun.
"There you go," Yeonjun said, stepping back with a satisfied smile. "Should hold for the rest of the day."
Beomgyu stared at the makeshift repair, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Thanks," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper.
"You always know how to fix things, Yeonjun."
Their eyes met, and for a long moment, the world seemed to fade away. There, in the crisp morning air, with the scent of fallen leaves swirling around them, Yeonjun knew their relationship was more than just stolen moments and whispered promises. It was something real, something special, and he couldn't wait to see where it would lead them.
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The weight of college applications loomed large. Every stolen moment, every late-night call, carried the unspoken worry of their uncertain future. Yeonjun poured his anxieties into his art portfolio, his vibrant paintings reflecting the whirlwind of emotions within him. Beomgyu, on the other hand, channeled his nervous energy into composing heartfelt melodies, each note echoing the longing he felt when they were apart.
One particularly stressful evening, hunched over his application essays, Yeonjun received a video call from Beomgyu. Beomgyu's face filled the screen, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Hey stranger," Beomgyu greeted, his voice laced with a playful teasing.
Yeonjun forced a smile. "Hey yourself. Finished with your essay crisis?"
"Almost," Beomgyu admitted, leaning back in his chair.
"But hey, enough about that. I have a proposition."
Intrigued, Yeonjun leaned closer.
"A proposition? Do tell."
Beomgyu's grin widened.
"How about a college visit... together?"
Yeonjun's eyebrows shot up.
"Together? You mean, visiting both your schools?"
"Exactly!" Beomgyu exclaimed.
"Think about it. We could explore the campuses, get a feel for the vibe, maybe even crash a party or two."
A thrill shot through Yeonjun. The idea of venturing out together, experiencing a new adventure side-by-side, was exhilarating. But a niggling worry surfaced.
"Wouldn't that be... difficult? Explaining it to our parents, I mean?"
Beomgyu chuckled. "Leave that to me, Romeo. I have a plan."
And Beomgyu did have a plan. It was audacious, bordering on ridiculous, but it somehow resonated with the rebellious spirit blooming within Yeonjun. Beomgyu's plan involved elaborate cover stories, meticulously crafted alibis, and a borrowed car (with questionable legality). The prospect of pulling it off sent a shiver of excitement down Yeonjun's spine.
The weekend arrived, and with it, a whirlwind of activity. Yeonjun packed a light bag, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. Beomgyu, ever the optimist, exuded an infectious confidence that calmed Yeonjun's nerves. Stealing glances at Beomgyu as they navigated the open road, Yeonjun couldn't help but smile. This daring adventure, born out of their desire to be together, was a testament to the strength of their bond.
As they crossed state lines, leaving their familiar routines behind, Yeonjun knew this weekend would be a turning point. It was more than just a college visit; it was a chance to solidify their future, together.
" Wow! So we're gonna study there together after summer? "
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