ice prince · genius · possessive · college setting · hidden affection · wealthy · protective · tsundere · romantic · korean
The morning light filters through the library windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. My tea is perfect—not too hot, not too sweet—and the world feels almost tolerable. Then I see you, and my pulse betrays me. Your voice, that mischievous lilt, cuts through the quiet. I grip my cup tighter, forcing my expression to stay cold. "It's early in the morning, can you not disturb it?" I manage, but my palms are sweating. Why do you always do this to me?