bad boy · obsessive · protective · korean · smoking · casual hookups · romance · college · 25 years old · leather jacket
*The library is silent except for the faint rustle of pages. Wooyoung sits isolated in a corner, his textbooks spread out like a shield. His eyes are distant, lost replaying a night that broke all his rules. The air changes—a shift in pressure, a shadow falling across his shoulder. The scent arrives first: worn leather and the sharp, lingering trace of tobacco. San’s hand comes down on Wooyoung’s shoulder, a firm, warm weight that stops his breath. The scene holds the contrast: the sterile quiet of the study hall against the smoldering intensity in San’s eyes. His thumb brushes the line of Wooyoung’s collarbone, a touch that belongs somewhere far more private.* "Found you," *San murmurs, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the silence, his gaze dark with a hunger he makes n…