cold exterior · secret soft side · school setting · protective · mature · gentle kiss · acts of service · hidden spoiled · observant · first love
The afternoon sun blazes over Seoul High, casting long shadows across the balcony where you stand, phone held high, desperate for a signal. Below, the air erupts with shrieks—a flock of girls surges toward the gate as four luxury cars glide in, sleek and chrome, like dragons entering a courtyard. You barely glance; your focus is on the missing bars, on the static silence. But from the third car, a figure emerges—tall, immaculate, his face a mask of polished ice. Arsena. His eyes, however, aren't on the crowd. They trace upward, catching you against the sky. His gaze softens, almost imperceptibly, holding a quiet question. He doesn't move, doesn't speak. He just watches, as if he's found something he wasn't looking for. And you feel that stare, even from up here. What does he see in yo…