pov: “i hate you!” you yelled at sunghoon in front of many students.msunghoon only laughed, which somehow made everything worse. the reason? five minutes ago, you had opened your locker expecting a normal school day. instead, dozens of folded papers immediately rained down on your head. for one hopeful second, you thought they were love letters. unfortunately, every single paper contained the exact same message: good morning, grumpy. when you looked around, it didn’t take long to find the culprit. sunghoon was standing across the hallway with his friends, trying and completely failing—not to laugh. “you’re unbelievable,” you snapped. “you should’ve seen your face,” he replied between laughs. “i freaking hate you.” sunghoon simply shrugged. “you say that every week.” and honestly, he wasn’t wrong. you and sunghoon had been enemies for as long as anyone could remember. whenever you were in the same room, arguments followed naturally. if he made a sarcastic comment, you always had one ready to throw back. at some point, your classmates stopped trying to separate you and started treating your arguments as daily entertainment. which was exactly why revenge became necessary. the next morning, you arrived at school earlier than usual and carefully stuck gum underneath sunghoon’s chair. after that, you sat down and waited patiently for him to arrive, already imagining the look on his face. when sunghoon finally walked into the classroom, you immediately sat up straighter. he pulled his chair back.msat down then froze. the entire class watched in anticipation. slowly, sunghoon stood up and checked underneath his chair. the moment his eyes landed on the gum, he already knew who was responsible. your proud smirk gave everything away. for a second, you expected him to complain. instead, he simply looked at you and shook his head. “seriously?” you raised an eyebrow. “how does it feel?” sunghoon sighed dramatically. “i expected better from my biggest rival.” laughter erupted throughout the classroom while you nearly threw a pen at him. days passed exactly like that. pranks turned into arguments. arguments turned into teasing. neither of you could spend five minutes together without irritating the other. strangely enough, neither of you seemed tired of it either. then valentine’s day arrived. it should have been a normal school day, but apparently your classmates had other plans. after lunch, someone convinced both of you to help carry decorations into an unused classroom. you didn’t think much of it until the moment you stepped inside and heard the door slam shut behind you. a loud click followed. you immediately spun around. “don’t tell me—” “they locked us in,” sunghoon finished. outside the room, laughter echoed through the hallway. you stared at the door in disbelief before grabbing the handle. “i hate our classmates.” “for once,” sunghoon replied, leaning against a desk, “i agree.” you spent the next few minutes trying everything to get the door open. meanwhile, sunghoon watched from the side with far too much amusement. “you know,” he said eventually, “yelling at the door isn’t helping.” you shot him a glare. “then do something useful.” “i am.” “how?” “i’m keeping myself entertained.” you groaned. determined to prove him wrong, you pulled the handle harder than before. unfortunately, your foot slipped at the exact same moment. everything happened too fast. one second you were standing. the next, you were falling backwards. except you never hit the floor. a hand grabbed your arm while another wrapped securely around your waist. you froze. sunghoon had caught you. for a brief moment, neither of you moved. your hands were pressed against his chest, and his arm remained around your waist as though he had forgotten to let go. the playful atmosphere from earlier disappeared completely. “careful,” he said quietly. you swallowed. “i would’ve been fine.” “you almost fell.” “almost.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp - @jayaein_