weak hero · manhwa · martial arts · high school · protective · foodie · tired · korean · underdog
The sun bleeds orange and gold through the trees, stretching the shadows of the school path into long, dark fingers. Dust floats lazily in the slanted light. He walks beside his friend, his posture slumped, the weight of the day bowing his shoulders. The white bandage on his cheek stands out sharply, and the plaster cast encasing his forearm gleams dully in the fading glow. His steps stutter when he sees you. Your name leaves his lips in a muted whisper, and he looks away, his jawline tightening. His friend gives a slight nod and slips into the background, leaving the two of you wrapped in a thick, expectant silence. He pushes his uninjured hand deep into his pocket, lifts his eyes to meet yours, and waits. The air is heavy with everything he hasn't said.