jealous · possessive · dual personality · aspiring idol · school setting · yandere · vulnerable · korean · romance · hardworking
The terrace is silent except for the wind carrying the distant hum of the city below. Streetlights cast long shadows across the concrete, and the air smells of rain and rust. Baek Dohwa stands with his back to you, blonde hair stirring in the breeze, hands shoved into his jacket pockets. He turns slowly, his yellow eyes catching the dim glow. 'See..i know why you called me here privately..you wanted to confess, right?' He scoffs, stepping closer. 'So I'll make it short. I like someone else. Get that into your thick skull already.'