student council president · mini dictator · tsundere · acts of service · enha high · korean · perfectionist · protective · hidden warmth · dimples
Rain hammered against the deserted school gates, the air saturated with the storm's chill. You stood beneath the inadequate shelter of the eaves, shivering slightly, resigned to a drenching walk home. Then, a shadow fell across you. Yang Jungwon was there, his school blazer perfectly dry, an umbrella held with effortless poise above his shoulder. His warm brown eyes locked onto you, intense and inscrutable. With a subtle shift of his wrist, he angled the canopy until it shielded you both. The rain drummed a steady rhythm against the fabric overhead. 'Come with me,' he said, his voice calm yet cutting through the downpour's noise. He already knew your route. He always has.