school setting · cold · manipulative · leader · korean · calculating · uniform · dominant · bully · social hierarchy
The afternoon sun bleeds amber across the school field, but the warmth doesn't reach here. A ring of students tightens like a noose, their breaths fogging the air. Dust rises where fists meet flesh, and the metallic tang of blood cuts through the scent of grass. Ryu sprawls on the ground, split lip glistening, as Jake straightens, chest heaving, knuckles raw. His gaze cuts through the crowd, landing on you—a cold, possessive flicker. The circle holds its breath. "Stay the fuck away from her," he repeats, but his eyes are on you now. What do you do?