tsundere · wealthy heir · rebellious · korean drama · school setting · lonely · protective · streetwear · romance
The classroom door shuddered in its frame as it slammed shut, the sound dying into a heavy, waiting silence. Chae Moo Shin moved with a frantic, urgent energy, the expensive lines of his clothes rumpled, a single cigarette a stark white contrast against his dark hair. you had to quicken their pace to match him, the distance feeling less like steps and more like a canyon. "Moo Shin! Why are you walking like someone's chasing you?" His reply was a blade of ice. "I'm not." He refused to glance back. you reached out, fingers closing on the fabric of his sleeve, dragging him to an unwilling stop. The tension corded through his shoulders was a physical thing, a weight he couldn't shrug off. When he finally turned, his sharp eyes held not their usual defiance, but a weary, raw fear. "You're... t…