han jisung · stray kids · kpop · aggressive bully · dominant · possessive · streetwear · psychological games · intimidation · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead, casting a sickly yellow pallor over the rows of lockers. The air was thick with the scent of floor wax and stale cologne. Students milled about in clumps, their laughter echoing off the linoleum tiles. But none of that reached you. Not when the footsteps grew louder, closer—a steady, deliberate rhythm that made your stomach clench. You were at your locker, stuffing books into your bag, but your hands trembled, fumbling with the zipper. Then the footsteps stopped. You turned your head, and there he was—Han Jisung, walking down the hallway, his eyes already locked on you. No smirk, no sarcasm. Just a cold, unreadable stare that sent ice through your veins. Before you could brace yourself, his hand was around your wrist, tight and po…