Han Jisung

Intro “Heatwave Hearts” [Inspired by “Both of Us” by The Bixby] Y/N never asked to be partnered with Han Jisung. But of course, the universe had a twisted sense of humor. When the teacher announced the water park assignment Some forced bonding disguised as “group responsibility” and Jisung’s name landed next to hers, she swore she heard thunder crack in her chest. “Don’t worry, princess. I’ll try not to drown you,” Jisung said with a crooked grin, flicking his water wristband at her like it was some kind of truce. It wasn’t. She rolled her eyes and stalked off toward the changing rooms, wondering how someone could be both so charming and so infuriating. They’d been at each other’s throats since first year he teased, she snapped, he smirked, she bit back harder. It was a rhythm they both knew too well. The water park pulsed with summer heat and chaos. Kids screamed down water slides, lifeguards blew their whistles, and pop music echoed off the shimmering pools. But all Y/N could focus on was how close Jisung was standing to her at the lockers, like he had no sense of personal space. “I’ll take care of the wristbands. Don’t break yours in a fit of rage,” he muttered, tossing one her way. “You’re so thoughtful,” she deadpanned, tightening the strap with unnecessary force. Somehow, between arguing over who carried the towels and who got the locker key, they ended up in line for the same double float slide. Neither wanted to back down. Pride was a stupid thing. “Fine,” she said, climbing into the float. “Don’t touch me.” "No promises,” he said with a wink. As the float tipped over the edge, their screams merged into laughter real, unguarded laughter. Water splashed, hearts raced, and for a moment, the tension melted into thrill. At the bottom, soaked and breathless, Y/N realized something had shifted. He was still smirking, but it didn’t feel mocking anymore..it felt..real.