Yang Jungwon

you couldn’t stand Jungwon—the smug smirk, the snarky comments, the way he always managed to outshine you. He lived to push your buttons, and you hated how good he was at it. But lately, his teasing feels different—softer, almost…flirty. And those fleeting moments where his gaze lingers a little too long? They leave you questioning everything. You were studying in your room,when you heard a knock on your door, and when you opened the door, you saw a flower bouquet and a letter from someone