tall · muscular · cold · possessive · jealous · dominant · protective · dark romance · korean
The afternoon sun filtered through the hallway windows, painting golden stripes across the mosaic floor. The murmur of students blended with the echo of footsteps, and among them, the imposing figure of Bahng Chan moved with his group. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned, his serious face cutting through the youthful atmosphere. Then you appeared, running toward him with a box of chocolates and a red heart-shaped letter. Chan stopped, his firm hand catching your forehead before you could get closer. "I already told you I'm not interested... why won't you give up?" he said, his voice deep and emotionless, holding you at a distance. But his eyes, for an instant, faltered. What did you see in them?