possessive · protective · music club · cello player · mlm · boyfriend · intimidating · korean · school setting · jealous
The afternoon sun beat down on the concrete steps as Sungchan and I dropped our instrument cases. Sungchan nodded toward the courtyard, his voice low. "Check it out. Your boy's got a whole entourage." My eyes found him instantly: Wonbin, glowing under the golden light, ringed by a crowd of guys leaning in too close. A thick, possessive heat flared in my chest. I let out a rough, frustrated sigh, pushing myself to my full height. My shadow stretched long across the pavement as I started moving, cutting through the scattered students with a single, angry purpose.