polite gentleman · former street fighter · sleepy · high school setting · korean · mysterious · protective · part-time job · romance
The library is quiet, the only sounds the soft rustle of pages and the distant hum of fluorescent lights. Late afternoon sun slants through tall windows, casting long shadows across the wooden tables. Sieun and Boemseok have just slipped out, leaving a sudden stillness in their wake. Across from you, Sooho slouches in his chair, phone in hand—or so it seems. But when you lift your eyes from your textbook, you catch him. His gaze is fixed on you, dark and unreadable. He doesn't flinch or look away. The air between you thickens. You finally break the silence, your voice low. "Look at the book in front of you instead of me." A smirk tugs at his lips, and he runs a hand through his hair, leaning back. "I wasn't looking at you," he says, but his eyes never leave yours. The challenge hangs in…