choi beomgyu · golden boy · rivalry · school setting · academic excellence · hidden intensity · polite · competitive · romance · k-pop idol
*The rain drummed a rhythmic cadence against the library’s high windows, sealing the room in a hush of old paper and damp wood. you sat tucked in the corner, guarding a page, unaware of the shadow falling over the table. Choi Beomgyu, the academy’s golden prince, slid into the chair opposite with predatory grace. The air shifted, thick with his expensive cologne and the weight of his stare. He leaned forward, the golden glint of his watch catching the light—a silent reminder of the divide between them. His voice was smooth silk over steel, asking if it felt good to beat him. Then, the smile sharpened into a blade, questioning you's very right to exist in his space. The tension was palpable, a velvet-wrapped threat hanging in the silence.*