●○reach for the sun○●

channie- i love that man hes my ult i love him in anth he wears but

LIKE LOOK AT HIM

HES JUST SO UGHHHH

SNDJWKSKS

silver hair channie for the win 🙂‍↕️

An honorary mention to his current cherry cola burgundy hair 😝

THEN

hannie- HAVE YOU SEEN THAT ONE FANCAM OF HAN ON INKIGAYO (?) WHEN THEYRE PROMOTING ROCKSTAR

his lalalala fancam is SO GOODDDDDDD

LOVE THAT ONE

BUT ALSO

i luvvvvvv skz in glasses sign me tf up 😝✋🏻

binnie– my almost ult 🫠

honestly im not sure but

this look is to dieee for i just melt looking at him 🥺

tbh any binnie look with his natural floofly curly hair and glasses and him acting cute af makes me weak what can i say 😔🤭

as for hair colours i think i prefer him w black hair but the secomd highest goes to the purple🙂‍↕️. during the chk chk boom era🤭

SJWJWJSJSKS I LUV 3RACHA

She wasn’t your friend. Not really.

The two of you said hi to each other occasionally in class, but more often that not it was more you waving and her grimacing as she nodded in greeting. The only reason why the two of you knew each other was because you’d been partnered for a project in a course you shared last year; that’s also how she had your number. 

So, no, you and Nari were not friends.

You weren’t great at making friends, though. You had a few, though you guess you’d consider them more acquaintances than anything. People you sat with during courses or waved hi to in the halls. But no one you went out shopping with. No one who invited you out to bars on a Friday night.

Realistically, you should’ve known that it was a ruse. That Nari, pretty, popular Nari who laughed with all her friends during lectures, who never got called out by the professors, who had flocks of boys vying for her attention, would never actually want to spend her Friday night with you.

You feel underdressed. Severely underdressed.

But Nari hadn’t told you that you were supposed to dress up. You’d already gone out of your comfort zone, dressed out of your sweaters and leggings and instead in black jeans and a top that showed a bit more skin than you usually did. It wasn’t anything crazy, but you’d left your dorm feeling a little more confident than you normally did.

And then Nari came around the corner dressed in a tiny black dress that left absolutely nothing to imagination and looked stunning while doing so.

You’d cringed into yourself, wishing you’d grabbed a jacket, and smiled awkwardly at you.

“You look great,” you say, and you mean it because she really does. God, if only you looked that way in a dress like that. Long, skinny legs and curves that fill the dress out nicely. Paired with her waist, she looked like every insecure thought you’d ever had all wrapped up into a perfect package.

“Thanks,” she smiles, but it in no way reaches her eyes. You don’t miss it, so you smile wider in discomfort. “You look… good, too.”

You’re not oblivious to the contempt in her voice. Or the fact that her compliment is very clearly fake and forced. You just continue to smile, asking if you guys should head inside. Nari nods stiffly and before you can even turn, she is stepping in front of you to make her way in first.

She leads you over to the bar, taking a seat and merely sending you a glance out of the corner of her eye when you sit down beside her.

“I also invited some guys from our class,” Nari says.

You turn to her, surprised. “Oh,” you mumble, feeling that tightness in your chest again. It wasn’t like she wasn’t allowed to, but some more warning would’ve been nice. Your state of dressing was starting to feel even more humiliating when you thought about how you looked compared to her.

“Yeah, they should be…” But her voice trails as something catches her eye over your shoulder, face pulling into a wide smile. “Felix! Over here!”

You freeze at that name. She didn’t mean him, did she—

“Hey guys.”

That familiar deep voice causes every muscle in your body to tense. You’d recognize that distinct voice from anywhere. You’d heard it enough times during class, when you tried to not so obviously stare at him and melt into a puddle at said voice.

Slowly, you glance over your shoulder, nerves lighting up when sure enough you’re greeted by Felix, and the two friends he often sat with during lecture Han and Hyunjin. All three men were incredibly attractive, a fact that most of the female and male population at your university agreed with. And really, you guess you should’ve figured that when Nari said she invited some ‘guys from your class’, this is who she meant.

After all, you’ve seen her none too subtly flirting with Felix for the past two weeks during lecture.

Felix is all smiles as he reaches the two of you, and Han and Hyunjin are laughing about something as they come up behind him. Their eyes meet yours briefly, but it’s Felix’s gaze you get caught on, feeling your breath get caught in the back of your throat.

This was humiliating. 

Nari all but squeals at Felix, jumping to her feet as she wraps her arms around him in greeting. Your eyes widen at the action, feeling that it was a little overly friendly. You’re clearly not the only one who thinks so as you catch Felix stumbling back slightly in response, hands awkwardly wrapping around her back to return the hug.

When she pulls back, she’s smiling up at Felix, batting her eyes at him.

“And what are we?” Hyunjin snorts, “chopped-liver?”

Han laughs at that, nudging the older boy in the arm.

Nari rolls her eyes; “hi,” she greets dryly.

It’s clear she’s only really here for Felix.

“Hi Y/N,” Felix greets, and it takes you half a second that you’re the Y/N he’s talking to you. Your eyes fall on him, lips parted in shock, taking in the warm smile he’s greeting you with. You shouldn’t be that surprised, you guess. Felix was known around the campus for being incredibly friendly and approachable.

It was just in his nature.

“Hi Felix,” you smile shyly, offering him a wave. Then, remembering how Nari had all but ignored them, you turn to his friends. “Hello Han. Hello Hyunjin.”

They greet you back in return, before catching each other's gaze. Some sort of message is shared between the two of them and before you know it their nudging Felix in the back, laughing.

Well, that was weird.

“Let’s go find a table,” Nari says, clearly not happy not having the attention on her. She links her arms through Felix’s and starts pulling him with her, ignoring the surprised sound that leaves his lips.

You, Han and Hyunjin trail behind them.

You all order drinks, luckily finding a table, and as you sit there, sipping your fruity cocktail, you’re really starting to wonder why Nari invited you. She spends the entire time draped over Felix, clearly flirting with him and despite her initial passing greeting, she makes sure to include Han and Hyunjin in the conversation where she sees fit. 

She however pointedly ignores you.

So, for the first twenty minutes, you sit there, taking small sips of your drink and desperately wishing you’d declined her invitation so you could be at home right now.

“What about you, Y/N?”

It takes you a moment to realize they’re talking to you. Blinking out of your thoughts, you realize it’s Felix who’d asked the question, meeting your eyes with a warm smile. Hyunjin and Han who are sitting next to you are also waiting for your response.

Nari is pointedly glaring at you.

“Uh,” you laugh awkwardly, not having a clue what he’s asking because you hadn’t been listening. “Sorry?”

You expect him to roll his eyes, sigh when he realizes you hadn’t been paying attention. That’s what most people do when you zone out. He does none of that.

Instead, Felix continues to smile; “we’re talking about that paper coming up. Han hasn’t started, of course–”

“Hey!”

“And Hyunjin and I were talking about how we’re struggling.” You don’t miss the way he neglects to mention Nari. “What about you? Knowing you, you’ve probably already written it, huh?”

You blink at him, wide-eyed. 

“Uh, yeah,” you nod. “I finished it a few days ago…”

Felix laughs and your cheeks burn.

“Is that embarrassing to admit?” You ask, because you truly don’t know.

“Definitely,” Nari scoffs, rolling her eyes. “Who finishes assignments that early?”

You curl into yourself, swallowing thickly. But before you can drown in your own humiliation further, Felix speaks up;

“I don’t think it is,” he assures, smiling warmly at you. “I admire that dedication. I always struggle. I’m not surprised though,” he laughs, “you’re like one of the smartest in the class.”

You don’t think your eyes could be anymore wide.

Is… Is that what he really thinks? You hadn’t even thought he was aware of your existence before today.

“I’m so jealous,” Han groans next to you, head flopped back against the bench seat. “I have no idea how to even begin this paper.”

“That’s because you fell asleep during the lecture,” Hyunjin snorts, rolling his eyes.

“Yah!”

Felix and Hyunjin laugh, high fiving each other across the table.

Han pouts, before his eyes widen and he turns to you. “Yah, Y/N!”

Your head jerks back when his face is suddenly in front of yours. “Y-Yes?”

“Do you think you could help me with the paper?”

“Oi,” Hyunjin huffs, grabbing Han’s shoulder and pulling him back. “Finish your paper by your damn self. And don’t crowd her.”

“But—!”

Swallowing thickly, you sit back up. You’re not used to having this much attention on yourself, but Han’s pout is a little too adorable for you to ignore.

“I won’t write it for you,” you say, making sure he knows that you won’t help him cheat. “But I could help you come up with some ideas.”

Han’s eyes practically light up. Before you know it, he’s wrapping you up in a hug, causing you to freeze at the touch. He doesn’t seem to notice, squeezing you tightly.

“You’re a literal life saver, Y/N!”

Cheeks warm, you laugh lightly; “no problem, Han.”

“Hey, Felix,” Nari coos, pulling the attention back on her. You turn to look at her, watching the way she clutches onto Felix’s arm tighter, pulling him flush against him. You think maybe Felix is uncomfortable given the slight pinch of his face. “I could help you with your paper, too.”

Felix hesitates; “uh, no that’s okay.”

“Come on,” she laughs and it’s pitched. Everyone winces at it. “I’d be a lot of help. More help than Y/N, for sure.”

You pause at the insult, grip tightening on the glass of your drink.

“Nari, what the hell?” Felix asks, pulling back enough to glare at her.

She scoffs. “What? It’s true.” Rolling her eyes, her gaze shifts to you. You’re surprised by the sheer amount of hatred she regards you with. “I mean, look at her.”

“Nari—”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Han cuts in, glaring at the girl.

“It’s obvious,” Nari shrugs, flipping her hair back. “Maybe she’s smart, but beyond that, it’s not like she’d be much help for anything.”

“Like opening her legs for the first guy that looks at her?” Hyunjin scoffs.

You freeze, turning to Hyunjin in surprise.

Nari, however, turns to Felix.

“Felix,” she whines, clutching onto his arm tighter. “Tell your friend to apologize to me.”

Felix just stares back at her.

Feeling like you should say something, you sit forward; “Nari,” you call, somewhat tentatively. “I’m sorry if I offended you in someway, but you’re the one who invited me—”

“Hah!” Nari cuts you off, voice sharp and cruel. “You really are stupid!”

Lips left parted, you stare back at her.

“Did you think I invited you here because I wanted to hang out with you?”

That humiliation creeps back up, burning the back of your neck and making your chest tight. You don’t have it in you to look at Han and Hyunjin and definitely not Felix as Nari all but laughs at you.

“I invited you to make me look better,” Nari says, practically spitting the words at you. “I mean… look at you. I can’t believe you actually thought I’d want to be seen with you for any other reason.”

Shame burns through you.

There’s a moment of stunned silence. All you feel is eyes on you. It makes you feel worse and you can feel your eyes watering with tears. In a split second decision, you’re standing to your feet and all but pushing your way past Han and Hyunjin, ignoring the calls after you as you race out of the bar.

You feel like you can’t breathe. Your heart aches with the realization that Nari had just been using you. Sure, you knew you weren’t friends but you didn’t think she was using you for such a… cruel reason.

Pressing a hand against your lips to stifle your tears, you press yourself against the wall of the bar. You needed to get home and fast. You needed to get home so you could cry without eyes prying on you.

“—Y/N! Y/N, where… Oh, Y/N.”

You curl into yourself tighter when you realize it’s Felix that’s come out looking for you. You can’t stand to look at him right now, not after what Nari had said. Not after the way she’d humiliated you in front of him and his friends. Not after she’d reminded you of your reality.

You hear him approaching and turn away, trying to quiet your cries.

“Y/N, I—”

“I’m fine,” you cut in, wanting nothing more than for him to leave. The only thing worse than what happened inside, is having Felix see you cry because of it. “I’m fine. Just… Just go back inside.”

And he’s quiet for a moment, before;

“Nari’s a bitch.”

It surprises you, enough to pull your eyes on him. What did he—

“What she did was cruel,” Felix says, face serious as he meets your watery eyes. “I have no intention of going back there and entertaining her. Honestly, I never did.”

Shaking your head, you whisper; “what does that mean?”

“I only agreed to come because Nari said you’d be there,” Felix says.

That… That can’t be right.

“What?” You breathe, baffled. “Why… Why would that matter?”

Felix’s cheeks burn red then, the tips of his ears too and he’s rubbing the back of his neck, almost nervously. “I’ve had a crush on you for a while,” he admits, avoiding your eyes. “I’ve always wanted to talk to you in class, but never could. Hyunjin and Han have been teasing me about it relentlessly. So of course when I told them I was meeting you at the bar tonight, they tagged along.”

Still confused, you glance back towards the bar. “B-But Nari—”

“Is a bitch,” he repeats, shrugging. “I was confused why you’d be hanging with her. Now I see why. I’m so sorry, Y/N. That was… awful of her.”

Licking your lips, you wipe at the tears streaming down your cheeks.

“And none of what she said was true.”

Meeting his eyes, you blink at him.

“I think you’re beautiful.”

“You… You do?”

Felix’s smile is bright and glowing. “I do.”

“Oh,” you breathe, feeling foolish and silly in that moment. Here is this beautiful man who you’ve had a crush on for a while calling you beautiful, all while you stand there in tears. “I-I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” Felix shrugs. “Except maybe to tell me if you’d let me take you on a date.”

Your eyes widen; “right now?”

Felix grins; “the nights still young.”

You stare back at him, thoroughly in disbelief.

Then, the bar doors slam open and two pairs of footsteps follow.

“Felix, bro, you just went—”

Whatever Han had been about to say falls silent the second he sees you there. Your eyes fall on him, then Hyunjin who’s grinning ear to ear behind him, before falling back to Felix who is not so subtly trying to tell them to buzz off.

“We’ll just head back,” Hyunjin says, grabbing Han by the shoulders. “You two have fun!”

“Don’t get too crazy!” Han yells, voice booming as you wince at the volume. You hear Hyunjin whisper at him to shut up, and their voices carry as Hyunjin all but drags Han away.

Felix turns to you, embarrassed; “sorry about them.”

“It’s okay,” you assure, smiling lightly as you sniffle. 

“So?” Felix asks, looking at you with hope shining in his eyes.

And you hesitate for a moment. You’re still in disbelief that Felix has all but convinced he likes you. It’s hard to believe that someone like him would like you, but… but he’d called you beautiful.

You wanted to believe in that.