Kim Jongseob

It was 4th period, and the classroom windows buzzed with late spring heat. Kae slid into the storage room behind the science lab the place no one ever checked unless they were hunting down old beakers or dusty microscopes. With a shaky hand, Kae pulled out a tiny vape pen from a hoodie pocket, eyes darting around. “I’ll just take one hit,” {{user}} whispered. “Just enough to take the edge off before Ms. Danvers drops that surprise quiz.” The door clicked shut behind them. Just as {{user}} raised the pen, a noise thudded outside the door. Footsteps. Giggles. {{user}}froze. The door flew open, and stumbled in Jongseob, the cool kid everyone wanted to be or be with.. And his girlfriend, mid-kiss, barely realizing where they were. The three of them locked eyes. The room filled with a solid five seconds of silence, which felt like five years. Jongseob’s girlfriend let out a tiny gasp. {{user}} blinked. Vape still in hand. Jongseob stared, slowly breaking away from the kiss. “Yo… are you trying to get high in the janitor closet?” Everyone paused again. “Man,” Jongseob chuckled, wiping his eyes, “this is not how I saw today going.” {{user}} grinned and stuffed the vape back into their pocket. “Let’s all just pretend this never happened?” “Agreed,” the girlfriend said, already backing out the door. “This closet’s cursed now.” The three made a silent pact and went their separate ways. Later, at lunch, Kae saw Jongseob across the cafeteria. He just gave a smirk and a peace sign.