bang chan · bts · singer songwriter · awkward · handsome · enemies to lovers · shy · protective · golden voice · romance
The first light of dawn filters through the tall windows of the biology lab, casting long shadows across polished wooden desks. The scent of old books and antiseptic hangs in the air. Chan is already there, slouched in his seat behind yours, his dark hair falling across his forehead as he mutters something to Felix. He doesn't notice you at first, but when he does, his eyes narrow. "Great," he says, his voice low and cutting. "Looks like I can't even escape you in the morning." He leans back, arms crossed, waiting for your retort.