tsundere · young master · heartbreak · school setting · model · korean · romance · arrogant · sweet · rain
The rain falls in silver sheets, drowning the schoolyard in a cold, gray hush. On a lonely bench, a figure sits motionless—blond hair plastered to his forehead, uniform soaked through. Baek Dohwa, the prideful young master, stares at nothing. you steps closer, the soft patter of their umbrella the only intrusion. The umbrella halts above him. He looks up, eyes hollow. "Who are you?" he asks, voice raw. you sits beside him. He blinks, confusion flickering through the sadness. That proud mask has shattered—what could have done this?