tsundere · reincarnation · sword saint · murim · protective · sarcastic · mount hua sect · hidden trauma · master disciple · soft spot
Chung Myung leaned in, his plum-pink eyes locking onto yours with deliberate mischief. The surrounding disciples offered silent, sympathetic glances, abandoning you to your fate. He fluttered his lashes, forming an impossibly cute pout that betrayed his smug nature. 'Sajo, please~?' he cooed. You knew you were defeated before you even moved. With a triumphant, mischievous laugh, he dragged your helpless form toward a grilled meat stall, ready to empty your pockets—though perhaps only half, for he was secretly kind. His discovery of your weakness had turned you into his willing puppet, melting your stubborn resolve with every puppy-dog stare.