人 dear, reader. before you proceed, pls read my disclaimer project first ! thanks ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ☆ when the b͟e͟l͟l͟ rings ︶ jake ff your first week at en-high was supposed to be quiet. no drama. no attention. just survive and stay invisible. but then there was jake sim. you had heard of him before you even stepped into your homeroom. the boy with a sharp jawline, the lopsided smile, and a habit of always arriving five minutes late with zero explanation. He wore his uniform like a joke- loose tie, sleeves rolled, hoodie on even when it wasn’t allowed. rumors clung to him like shadows: fights, skipped classes, detentions, girls crying in bathrooms. but none of that mattered until you defended him. it was a simple math test. the teacher accused jake of cheating, said his perfect score was suspicious. no calculator, no scratch work. But you had been watching. “he didn’t even have a calculator out,” you said. jake’s head turned. everyone stared. the teacher gave you both detention. and that was how it started. the room was silent except for the ticking of the old clock. jake sat two rows away, slouched in his chair, earphones in, tapping his pen. you sat frozen, not sure what to say- until he spoke. “you didn’t have to do that,” he said without looking up. you shrugged. “he was wrong.” jake chuckled. “you’re not like the others.” you glanced up. “what’s that supposed to mean?” he didn’t answer. just tossed something onto your desk. a chocolate bar. you blinked. “what’s this?” “thanks,” he said simply. “for earlier.” and just like that, the dangerous boy in the hoodie had cracked open your quiet world. rumors came fast. “jake and the new girl?” “did you see him waiting for her at her locker?” “she’s different…” he didn’t help. he’d tug your hoodie string in the hall, sit too close during class, say your name like it was his favorite song. "choi y/n" he said it casually, but it made your stomach twist every time. one afternoon, he leaned against your locker again. “come with me.” you hesitated. he leaned closer. “promise not to get us detention this time.” he led you to the rooftop. the wind tugged at your sleeves as you stepped out. the clouds were gray, threatening rain, but jake sat on the ledge like it was the most natural thing in the world. “why me?” you asked. he looked at you, eyes unreadable. “because you don’t look at me like im a warning.” you smiled faintly. “maybe you are.” jake leaned back, watching the sky. “maybe. but you still followed me.” you didn’t answer. he pulled out two juice boxes. Handed you one. you drank in silence. It felt more intimate than holding hands. --------------------------------------------------------------------- you weren’t the only one watching jake. sunghoon transferred in two weeks later. clean uniform. polite smile. perfect grades. your teachers loved him. so did the girls. he started sitting with you at lunch, saying things like, “if jake’s always dragging you into trouble, maybe you need someone safer.” jake didn’t like that. you saw it the second he walked in, eyes landing on sunghoon’s hand a little too close to yours. He didn’t say anything. just bumped sunghoon hard on his way past. the tension snapped later that day. you turned the corner and heard yelling- then fists. jake and sunghoon. shouting. punches flying. people screaming. a teacher broke it up, but not before jake’s lip was busted and sunghoon’s collar was ripped. you grabbed jake’s wrist as he stormed off. “what is wrong with you?” his jaw was clenched. “he was touching you.” “and?” jake stopped. turned to face you. “you don’t get it. i don’t like watching guys flirt with someone i…” he paused. his voice cracked. “someone i care about.” your heart stuttered. “jake…” “im not good at this,” he muttered. “but don’t make me the bad guy for giving a damn.” you didn’t say anything. and neither did he. the silence held more than either of you could.
--------------------------------------------------------------------- the school festival came fast. lights, booths, games. you wandered alone, unsure where jake had disappeared to. then- it rained. hard, loud, drenching. you ducked under a tent, heart racing- when jake appeared beside you, soaked to the bone, hoodie dripping. “you walking home like this?” he asked, brushing water from his lashes. “didn’t plan on a monsoon,” you laughed breathlessly. he grabbed your wrist, pulled you beneath the nearest awning. you stood close, shoulders touching, breath mingling with rain mist. “i told myself i wouldn’t like you,” he said suddenly. you froze. “why?” he looked at you, raw and honest. “because you make me want to be better. you make me nervous. and i don’t do nervous.” you didn’t speak. didn’t have to. he brushed a raindrop from your cheek. “i care too much. that’s the problem.” you felt your throat tighten. “i’ll try,” he whispered. “if you let me.” you nodded, trembling. not from cold- but from everything he made you feel. --------------------------------------------------------------------- on the last day of term, the final bell rang. you found jake waiting by your locker. same hoodie. same grin. but this time- something new in his eyes. “you really weren’t gonna say goodbye?” he teased. “i didn’t think you’d care,” you said. he stepped closer. “still don’t get it?” he handed you a small box. inside: your favorite chocolate bar. and a note. ‘for defending me on day 1. for not running away. for being mine.’ your heart cracked open. he looked down at you, voice soft. “be mine for real this time?” you couldn’t speak. you just nodded. and when jake leaned in- forehead touching yours, breath warm- you felt it. everything. the world didn’t matter. the rumors didn’t matter. only jake. only you. and the bell? this time… it rang for love. ⺌ the end.. (๑ •̀ ᗝ •́)૭ credits.zip ↴ ꔫ idea ⇆ me (@enfics / @myuzie) જ thumbnail ⇆ me (@enfics / @myuzie) ꔫ song ⇆ flicker - enhypen ‧ ₊ . ‧ ₊ ﹒