SO HIGH SCHOOL !

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𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ ⋆˙pairing. popular quarterback bf! jake sim x fem! reader synopsis. in which you and jake are complete opposites, but you couldn’t be more in love with each other. he knows how to ball, and you know.. aristotle? genre. fluff ,, 1% angst. wc. 2026. 𝐥u𝐧a notes ⋆.˚ omg i actually love this ☹️. 🫧 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂

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THE FINAL BELL RANG, signaling the end of another school day. but today wasn’t just any day—it was the championships game day. the entire school buzzed with excitement, and the air was thick with anticipation and tension.

students hurried through the halls, chattering about the big game and what it meant for the school’s reputation.

banners hung from the walls, declaring support for the football team, and especially for jake sim, the golden boy and star quarterback.

jake was everything a high school hero should be; charming, athletic, handsome, and kind. his perfect, heart fluttering smile and easygoing, honest demeanor won him friends and admirers from each and every corner of the school.

but what set him apart was his relationship with you.

you were jake’s girlfriend, and that fact alone made you a huge target. girls envied you, whispering behind your back, spreading rumors, and sometimes outright insulting you to your face.

it was hard, but jake made it all worth it. his love and support overshadowed all the negativity, and with him by your side, you felt like you could conquer anything just to be by his side forever.

as you walked to the bleachers that evening, you felt a mixture of pride, excitement and anxiety. jake had give you his jersey to wear, and of course you wore it to support jake.

but unfortunately that came with the cost of multiple dirty looks thrown your way, as expected.

you sighed as you told yourself it didn’t matter, you were there to support jake.

the stadium was packed with students, parents, and teachers, all eager to see if the team could win the championship.

you found a seat near the front, your eyes scanning the field for any sign of jake. the game hadn’t started yet, but the players were already warming up, their movements precise and practiced.

“look at her,” a girl behind you whispered, her voice dripping with disdain.

“she thinks she’s special because she’s dating jake!”

“i know, right?” another girl replied.

“she’s so plain. jake could do so much better.”

“right, she looks like such a pick me wearing that jersey, she probably stole it from jake!”

the girl said as her friends nodded in agreement sneering at you.

you tried to ignore them, focusing instead on the field where jake was running drills with his teammates. he looked up and caught your eye, giving you a reassuring smile that made your heart flutter. you waved back, feeling a little better. he always had that effect on you.

the game started with a roar of excitement from the crowd. jake took his position as quarterback, his confidence and skill evident in every single move he made.

the first quarter was intense, with both teams fighting hard for every yard. the tension was thick, and you found yourself gripping the edge of your seat, your eyes never leaving jake.

but the girls behind you didn’t let up.

“she’s probably only with him for the attention,” one of them said.

“i bet she doesn’t even really care about him, unlike me, I could treat him better.”

“yeah,” another girl added.

“she’s probably just using him to become popular.”

their words hurt you deeply, but you tried to focus on the game. jake needed your support, and you couldn’t let these girls get to you. still, their voices echoed in your mind, making you feel smaller and smaller, it was hard to concentrate.

the second quarter was even more intense than the first. jake made some incredible plays, his agility and precision leaving the crowd in awe.

you could see the determination in his eyes, the fire that drove him to be the best. it was one of the qualities you loved most about him.

at halftime, the score was tied, and the tension in the stadium was thick. you got up to stretch your legs, feeling the need to clear your head.

as you walked down the steps, you overheard more whispers.

“she’s so pathetic. look at her, trying to act like she belongs here, walking around like she owns the stadium.”

“i don’t know what jake sees in her. she’s so..average.”

you clenched your fists, trying to hold back the tears. it wasn’t fair. you loved jake, and he loved you. why couldn’t they just be happy for you? why couldn’t they treat you as well as they treated jake?

you found a quiet spot near the concession stand and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself and get yourself back together.

“hey, you okay y/n?” a familiar voice asked.

you turned to see one of jake’s teammates, mark, standing there with a concerned look on his face. he was a good friend of jake’s and had always been the kindest to you.

“yeah, i’m fine,” you said, forcing a smile at the sweet boy.

“just needed a break.”

mark nodded, but he didn’t look convinced. “don’t let those girls get to you. they’re just jealous, you know.”

“i know,” you sighed.

“it’s just hard sometimes.”

he patted your shoulder. “jake’s lucky to have you. we all see how happy you make him.”

“thanks, mark,” you said, feeling yourself cheer up at his sweet words.

“that means a lot.”

you headed back to your seat, feeling more reassured and comforted. you were here for jake, and that was all that mattered.

the third quarter began, and the intensity of the game only increased. both teams were giving it their all, and the crowd was on the edge of their seats.

as the clock ticked down to the final moments of the game, the score was still tied. the tension was almost unbearable, and you found yourself holding your breath with every play. jake was in the zone, his focus unshakable. you knew he could do it. you believed in him.

with less than a minute left on the clock, jake made his move. he dodged the defenders with a grace and agility that left everyone in awe. you could see the hunger in his eyes, the fire that was driving him the entire game.

he threw the ball with perfect precision, and it sailed through the air, seemingly in slow motion. the crowd held its breath as the receiver caught the ball and ran into the end zone.

touchdown.

the stadium erupted in cheers, the noise deafening. you jumped to your feet, your heart pounding with excitement and relief. the team had done it. they had won the championship. you watched as jake was lifted onto his teammates’ shoulders, his face beaming with pure joy.

as the team celebrated, jake’s eyes found yours in the crowd. for a moment, everything else faded away. he broke free from his teammates and ran towards you, his face lighting up with glee.

you met him halfway, running down from the bleachers, your heart racing.

the girls’ voices were still in your head, but they were drowned out by the sound of the cheering crowd and your own pounding heart.

when jake reached you, he didn’t hesitate. he lifted you off your feet, spinning you around before setting you down and cupping your face before kissing you deeply.

the world seemed to stand still as his lips met yours, the intensity of the kiss as the noise of the crowd faded into the background.

when you pulled back, breathless and smiling, jake looked at you with a lovesick look that made your knees weak.

“i love you, y/n!” he shouted, his voice carrying across the field. “i love you so much!”

your face flushed with embarrassment as the crowd erupted in cheers and laughter, spotting mark hooting in the back, making you giggle.

the girls who had been talking badly about you moments ago were now screaming in delight.

“they’re so cute together!”

“i knew they were serious, i told you guys!”

“girl what… you said that she was average-“

“when? they’re like a fairytale couple!”

suddenly, the rain started to fall, a light drizzle that quickly turned into a downpour. people began to scatter, running for shelter, but you and jake stayed where you were, oblivious to everything but each other.

the rain soaked through your clothes, but you didn’t care. all that mattered was the feel of jake’s arms around you, the warmth of his body against yours.

he pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against yours.

“you’re amazing,” he whispered, his voice filled with love and admiration. “no one's ever had me like this, not like you.”

tears mixed with the rain on your cheeks as you nodded, overwhelmed by the intensity of your feelings.

“i love you too, jake,” you replied, your voice barely audible over the sound of the rain.

as you stood there, wrapping your arms around his neck kissing in the middle of the field, the rain pouring down around you, you felt invincible.

it didn’t matter what anyone else thought or said. you and jake were so deeply in love, and that was all that mattered.

eventually, the crowd started to return, umbrellas popping up everywhere. but you and jake stayed in your own little world, holding each other close.

the rain was cold, but being near jake felt like sitting in front of a lit fireplace on a snowy winter day.

the championship game would be remembered for years, not just for the victory, but for the love story that played out in the rain.

you and jake were the high school sweethearts everyone envied, the couple that defied the odds and found happiness in each other.

as you walked off the field hand in hand, you knew that this was only the beginning of your story together.

the days following the game were celebrated with school spirit.

everywhere you went, people congratulated you and jake. the story of your kiss in the rain had spread like wildfire, turning you both into the most talked-about couple in school- and even reaching other schools.

despite the newfound attention on you, jake never wavered in his devotion to you. he held your hand proudly in the hallways, kissed you in front of everyone, and made sure you knew how much he loved you.

the girls who had once whispered cruel things behind your back now looked at you with a mix of envy and admiration.

a week after the game, you and jake found yourselves sitting on the bleachers after school. the field was empty, the stands quiet— a noticeable contrast to the noise and excitement of game night.

jake had his arm around you, and you leaned into him, savoring the peaceful moment.

“do you ever think about the future?” jake asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

you looked up at him, his face serious but his eyes filled with warmth. “all the time,” you replied.

“what do you see?” you say with a gentle grin.

he smiled, a soft, almost wistful smile. “i see us, together. graduating, going to college, living our lives... getting married, i can’t imagine any of it without you.”

your heart swelled with the emotion of pure love.

“i see the same thing,” you whispered, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

jake leaned down, kissing you gently. “we’re it for each other, you know? no matter what anyone says to you, you’re it for me.”

you nodded before cupping jake’s face and kissing him softly, as the sunset had faded into a dark field illuminated with the stadium lights,

you knew with your whole heart that jake was it for you as well, even though you two were complete opposites.

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a breakup can't break me

➵ sometimes love just isn't enough.

pairing: heeseung x gn! reader

summary: follow heeseung as he learns to move on from someone he really used to love (and maybe still does).

note: I thought sunghoon was going to be my angst debut but I was washing the dishes and "it's alright :)" by kevin walkman came on and I was like hey I could write something about that! you can try listening to it and guess which lyrics are direct inspirations.

warning(s): angst, bittersweet (?) ending

word count: 1.4 k

“wha- hey!” heeseung exclaims as his phone is yanked out of his hands.

having a suspicion as to what the 01 was doing on his phone, jake turns the screen towards himself, and upon confirmation, he levels heeseung with an unimpressed stare.

“really? it’s been, like, 2 years.”

now, truth be told, the man in question only feels the teensiest amount of shame right now. so what if he was using his private instagram account to stalk his ex years after their breakup? it was perfectly sane, normal and healthy.

or so heeseung liked to tell his group members whenever they caught him lingering over your relationship and reminiscing. you two had been highschool sweethearts, and the perfect couple to outsider eyes.

so much so, that he was surprised (although more relieved) that no leaks of the previous relationship had sprung up since he debuted. although, you two had taken care to maintain a proper image even then, aware of a possible future as an idol considering he was a trainee.

truth be told, the breakup was amicable. more or less. there was no big bang or fight full of tears and angry words. just a young boy telling you he was off to chase his dreams and you, unfortunately, had no place amongst those dreams.

heeseung had broken up with you before i-land; for a little bit you had hoped that he would fail and flop out so he could get back together with you. but you knew, even then, there was no stopping the boy from chasing his dream.

and, once you pondered it a bit more, nor would you want to. in your opinion, not only did heeseung live and breathe for singing and dancing, he was born to be an idol.

and you, well you were just born to be y/n. the closest you would come to a star was the ghost of its heat as it shot past in the sky.

heeseung was a global idol, known to millions of fans, and you were just you. you doubted people would even believe you if you attempted to tell them. what would you say, like “hey, that man on your phone home screen? yeah, he used to be mine.”

no way. you actually had told your best friend that you and heeseung used to be an item, for lack of better words, and while they had believed you, they missed no opportunity to tease you about it.

“i heard heeseung has a couple writing credits on their new album,” your best friend would goad, “how much do you wanna bet that they’re about you?”

you roll your eyes, crossing your arms as well, “i highly doubt enhypen would let their title track be about someone heeseung dated several years ago.”

they had smirked, “wanna bet?”

“yeah, yeah, putting aside that we’d have no way of knowing, if we ever find out one of enhypen’s song is about me, you’ll never have to pay for coffee for the rest of your life.” 

they shouted in excitement, rambling something about keeping you to your word, and “no take-backsies” (whatever that meant).

in reality, you had better hope your best friend never encounters enhypen, because then you’d be down a whole lot of money.

truth be told, heeseung considered you his muse. it might be embarrassing, it might be downright pathetic, but he spent a whole lot of time thinking about you and your relationship. about what could have been.

the portion of writing he had contributed to enhypen’s discography was all birthed through thoughts of you, ranging from aching, longing songs, to songs about moving on and acceptance. sure, they were altered to fit enhypen’s style and lore, but, the fact remained that they were written about you.

unfortunately not for you, but about you.

even as the stylists dress him up in ripped clothing for one of their comebacks, he thinks back to when you mentioned about that type of rugged style being kinda sexy. if he had any doubts about his outfit before, they were all cleared when that memory came up.

he smiled with melancholy, what a time his highschool years were. even though heeseung was still young, he considered you to be his youth. you were on his mind a lot, a fact that made the rest of enhypen’s lives harder because they had to reel him in from contacting you.

it’s not that they thought you were a bad person, no, and it wasn’t even specifically for their careers. it’s just, a lot of time had passed. heeseung was a much different person than he was when you were together, and you were bound to be as well.

it wouldn’t be fair for the boy to attempt to light a spark, when he had no idea if he could provide the love and care to nurture that flame. so it was up to them to scold him gently and encourage him to move on.

even if he had that goofy smile on every time your mutual favourite artist came up in the car or in the dorm. the first time, his members were more than a little confused to find the reason behind his smile, because wasn’t your ex supposed to ruin things for you? but no, heeseung found himself enjoying the music just as much, if not more.

as long as he ignored the pang in his heart. as long as he hid the fact from his friends that he still followed your spotify and would routinely steal your playlists and add your liked songs to his account.

because in so many ways, the two of you were still so compatible. sometimes heeseung wondered if he would have done anything differently, if he had the opportunity to go back and change it all.

and ultimately, despite the whatever jake thought he had held heeseung back from, this was the reason he never reached out to you and messaged you. even as you still had the other’s number saved. even as neither of you had blocked the other on social media.

it was because no matter how much heeseung pondered it, he would never change his decision. he loved being an idol, singing, dancing, all too much. losing you was one of the hardest things heeseung had been through, but he could still bear it.

the same was hard to say the other way around. ultimately, it was his fault though, so he would deal with the throbs of loneliness, the ache that settled in at night when all he wanted were a certain pair of arms to settle around him and warm him inside out.

this morning, heeseung has not thought about you yet. of course, considering patterns, it is only a matter of time. (perhaps when jungwon mentions trying out a dessert that had been your favourite, or when jay shows him a cologne he just bought and heeseung remembers you saying this was the perfect scent for him. perhaps later.)

heeseung goes through his morning routine, unbeknownst to the fact that his phone is flashing with a contact name that has not graced his phone screen in years, even as he did not have the heart to change it. he remains unsuspecting of a second attempt, this time the phone’s screen catching the attention of a nearby jay.

his eyes widen, knowing who it is, and as much as he wants to swipe the “ missed call ” notification and leave heeseung none the wiser at your attempts to call him, he refrains. this decision is heeeung’s and his alone.

jay didn’t have to worry, however.

when heeseung comes out of the shower and checks his phone, his eyes widen, and the device almost slips from his grasp. his fingers tremble slightly. heeseung stares at the phone for a long, long time.

he gets up, walks around, and then comes back to it and sits down. he waits, and waits, and waits.

another call doesn’t arrive. the message is clear– the ball is in his court, and whatever this is, is up to him. 

heeseung inhales,

and he swipes the notification away. he leaves the ball on the floor and walks away from the court.

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎☆ RAIN CURTAINS , LEE HEESEUNG

synopsis an unexpected shower rolls through town and guess what, you don't have an umbrella. luckily, a stranger decides to help you.

genre fluff, strangers to ?? pairing heeseung x fem!reader word count 1458

note i had so much fun writing this! it's extremely self indulgent but i couldn't help it !! i love writing for hee sm :(

it wasn't supposed to rain. the clouds weren't supposed to move in until later tomorrow. you cursed the weatherman as small droplets of water splashed on your shoulder. great, this was all you needed.

first, your best friend canceled your hang out because her boyfriend was sick. reasonable, but still, you haven't seen her in a couple of weeks.

second, you didn't have any clean jeans to wear today. your fault for not doing laundry. but, how could you when a new episode of your favorite show came out?!

third, the bakery you went to ran out of strawberry croissants and you had to buy a vanilla one. not that you're complaining but strawberry would've been better.

it seemed like your day was cursed. you felt like you were getting punished for something you never even did. and just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, rain.

it moved in fairly quickly and soon enough, your nicely done hair was ruined. you looked at the sky with fury, you could've sworn the sky turned red. why did this have to happen to you?

with a pout on your lips, you walked along the sidewalk in the park. it was a long walk from your apartment and you had just given up. if you had to call in sick to work tomorrow, so be it.

you weren't gonna lie though, the rain felt nice against your skin. even in all your fury it somehow calmed you down and let you enjoy the quietness of the rain. the pout soon became a soft smile, nothing to big but a smile was there.

suddenly, out of nowhere, an umbrella was placed over your head. you stopped walking for a moment. where was your savior before you were soaked?

you turned to the stranger with a tight lipped smile. but that smile fell off your face quicker than lightning.

the stranger holding the umbrella was a literal angel. you wondered if you had died and you were just a walking soul. there was no way someone like him would ever come and hold an umbrella over your head.

there was absolutely no way on earth that you'd even come in contact with someone that handsome.

you hadn't realized you were staring until the boy waved his hand over your eyes. well, that was embarrassing.

you cleared your throat and gave the boy a polite smile. "very sorry." you said, blinking a little too quickly. did he think you were weird? ugh this was the worst.

"sorry for what?" he asked. AND OH MY GOSH HIS VOICE! you could go on a rant all day about his voice. it was so smooth and so perfect. it was the type of voice you'd want to hear at the start and end of your day. you'd want to hear him read books to you, even the most boring of books.

again, you spaced out. you really needed to stop doing that. clearing your throat again you gave him yet another polite smile.

"didn't you say anything? that's why you were trying to get my attention." the boy chuckled and shook his head. "no, you were just spaced out and i was wondering if you were okay."

embarrassing. you could feel your cheeks heat up. you wanted to whine and cry in your bed. why did this too good to be true stranger have to witness your most embarrassing moments?

"oh, right. i tend to space out a lot. sorry if i weirded you out." half lie half truth. you do space out but only if there's an angelic looking man in front of you.

"so what are you doing out here? without an umbrella, i might add." the boy started walking slowly. it almost felt like you were on a date. wait, no no no, you were most definitely not on a date.

"well, the weatherman said it wasn't going to rain today so i decided to go out and walk around town but then it started to pour and my apartment is so far away." you took a deep breath at the end.

"so i was just gonna wait it out but then you showed up." you gave him one of your pretty smile. one of the ones reserved for the people you liked. ahem, him.

"a bit too late." he added. you can't help but giggle at bit. "well yes, but i do appreciate it." the boy smiled and continued walking. you don't even know where you're going but walking with him felt calming. if you could listen to his voice while walking in the rain, you'd think you hit the jackpot.

list of reasons he's perfect:

number one : HES A GENTLEMAN

and that's all you need. as long as he was a gentleman you'd be ready to do anything for him. well, not anything but definitely keep him company on a gloomy rainy day.

"where are you headed?" he asked softly. you shrugged. you didn't know what you were even doing at the park, your feet had just taken you there on their own.

"wherever." you said in a dreamy voice. almost like those movies. you couldn't help but cringe at yourself. you were letting yourself show too much and you barely just met this guy. hold on, you didn't even know his name!

"let's go to the cafe down the street then! it's dry and you could warm up there." he said with a smile. you might as well just fall for him now. you just nodded and followed him to the cafe.

in the cafe it was much more dry. no rain was pouring on you and the fresh smell of coffee smelled like home. the boy stood behind a customer and hurried you over.

"i'd like to buy you a coffee if you'd like." you could've sworn your eyes turned into hearts. why was he so sweet?

"you don't have to." you declined. but really it was just because you were flustered.

"but i want to." he said with a tiny pout. you could've sworn he just whined to you about wanting to buy you a coffee. if your heart wasn't already doing flips it would probably stop beating.

"fine, i'd like a caramel frappe." the boy nodded and then began to look at the menu. when it was your turn to order the boy stepped up and began placing an order. at the end the cashier asked for his name.

heeseung

you thought you were dreaming. he has a perfect face, perfect voice, and now perfect name?! the gods were definitely blessing you today.

you walked to an empty table and sat down, waiting for heeseung to come back with your coffee. he brought a tray with him, displaying yours and his coffee along with a slice of cake.

he sat in front of you and handed you your coffee.

"i just realized i never got your name." he said as he got everything off the tray. you smiled and told him your name. when he repeated it you felt like you were on cloud nine. his voice saying your name sounded like heaven.

"my name is heeseung." he said with a smile. he held his hand out for you to shake. when you connected your hand with his he gave it a soft shake. "nice to meet you."

suddenly, you didn't want to leave his presence. he was so kind, willing to buy you a coffee even though he didn't know you. he saved you from getting soaked even though you already were. he's been nothing but nice to you and your heart couldn't handle it.

once you were finished and decided to leave, heeseung held the door open for you. you walked out and opened the umbrella, holding it on top of you two.

"i had fun today." you said with another pretty smile. the rain had started falling softer and it just made everything seem more romantic. i'm insane, you thought to yourself.

heeseung agreed with you. he had a fun day with you as well. he could tell you were sweet. you were also really pretty. your eyes seemed to shine when they met his and your smile, goodness, your smile. he would stare at you all day if you could.

"we should meet again." he proposed suddenly. you looked at him with wide eyes. "if you want to. if not-" you cut him off with a giggle.

"i'd love to grab a coffee with you. maybe on a clear day though." heeseung couldn't help but laugh. his smile matched yours as he walked you back to your apartment, but not without getting your number.

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