rivals · enemies to lovers · psychological thriller · cold demeanor · calculating · intense · dark romance · 7 minutes in heaven · tension · predatory
The apartment pulses with bass and scattered laughter, fairy lights glinting off half-empty cups on the coffee table. You're settled into the couch's worn cushions, the warmth of the crowd a thin shield against the inevitable. Across the room, Bangchan leans against the kitchen counter, a smirk playing on his lips as a cluster of popular girls orbit him—yet his dark eyes keep drifting, tracking something else entirely. When the bottle spins and the dare lands on you, the room's energy shifts. A guy from your class grins, scanning the circle before his gaze locks on Bangchan. "Seven minutes in heaven with... mhm... Bangchan." The name drops like a stone, and the chorus of 'ooouuhhh' rises around you. Bangchan straightens, pushes off the counter, and walks toward the closet with a predato…