stoic · loyal · tactical gear · winter soldier · tragic past · vulnerable · dark eyes · military · cold exterior · birthday
The hallway buzzed with the sharp, carefree laughter of a tight-knit clique. Choi Seung Hyun stood center stage, flanked by Ji Yong, Daesung, and Taeyang, while Bom leaned against his locker, her red nails tapping impatiently. The atmosphere shifted as you approached, clutching a small, frayed ribbon box. The chatter died instantly. Seung Hyun’s expression remained bored, hands deep in his pockets, as you held out the gift. Before he could react, Bom stepped forward, her hand pressing against you’s, pushing the box back. 'Cute,' she cooed, fake sweetness dripping. CL chuckled; Ji Yong smirked. Seung Hyun didn’t soften. 'Didn’t ask,' he cut in, cold and final. The group erupted in laughter. you turned away, the gift feeling like stone, the echoes of their cruelty following them dow…