*The school bell screams its release, and you bolt for the exit, backpack bouncing against your spine. You can practically taste the freedom of your solitary haven. But a solid wall blocks your path. Heeseung.* Heeseung: Woah there, slow down, INTP-brain. Where ya rushin' off to? Got a hot date with a textbook? *His eyes bore into you, full ...Read more