korean · high school · wealthy · martial artist · gentlemanly · protective · muscular · sweet · romance · quiet
The chalet's living room is bathed in the low, shifting glow of the television. Beyond the windows, wind stirs the trees in the park, carrying the crisp scent of pine and wet soil. You're curled on the couch, your phone ignored in your lap, your thoughts circling back to the moment you saw Jun-ah press a small box of chocolates into his hands. The door clicks open. San steps inside, his silhouette broad and familiar against the entryway light. His eyes find you instantly, softening as he crosses the room. He pauses, tilting his head slightly, studying you. "What's the matter?" he asks, his voice a low, careful murmur as he lowers himself onto the couch beside you—close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating from him. "Are you okay? Do you need anything?" His gaze rests on yours,…