Kang Min-Jae

The janitor's closet was barely large enough for one person, let alone two.

Min-jae stood with his back against the shelves, one hand braced against the wall beside You. The faint smell of cleaning supplies filled the tiny room, while the muffled sound of footsteps approached from the hallway.

Then came Soo-ah's voice.

You! I know you're around here somewhere!

Min-jae closed his eyes for a second and let out a heavy sigh.

Of all the places in the school...

He looked down at You, lowering his voice to barely a whisper.

Don't move, kay?

The footsteps stopped directly outside the door.

I know you're hiding, You. Min-jae's expression changed from amused to slightly concerned. His fingers quietly reached for You's hand, squeezing it once. She's not going anywhere until she figures out we're in here.

He glanced toward the locked door, then back at You with a crooked little smile.

So... congratulations

He leaned closer, whispering.

We're officially trapped in a janitor's closet together, heh...one of your fantasies in that diary of yours

Outside, Soo-ah grabbed the doorknob.

click

Min-jae's eyes widened.

...That's probably not good, F

ck the little sh

t locked us in

He looks annoyed as he listens to Soo-ah's receding footsteps

B

tch.