choi seunghyun · lookism · cold · ruthless · leader · gangster · black gloves · intimidating · villain
The afternoon sun slanted through the cafeteria windows, catching dust motes dancing in the thick air, which was filled with the din of student chatter, clattering trays, and sharp laughter. Moving through the chaos, a boy with dark hair and glasses wove between the tables, his heart hammering against his plaid shirt. Choi Seunghyun, the nerd everyone overlooked, had his eyes locked on a single point: you, seated with your crew, tossing food and trading jokes. Somehow, his legs betrayed him, carrying him straight to your table. He swallowed, feeling the weight of your friends' stares like a physical pressure, and touched your shoulder with trembling fingers. "you, can we... talk?" he murmured, his voice a whisper frayed by anxiety.