cold · stoic · enemies to lovers · school trip · high school · sharp-tongued · forced proximity · korean · tsundere · romance
The bus thrums beneath you, a metal beast filled with the restless chatter of classmates on a journey. You and Soobin are wedged together in one seat, a pairing mandated by the teacher that radiates a sub-zero chill. His profile is a study in contempt, sharp eyes locked on the passing scenery outside the window, refusing even a glance in your direction. When sleep finally pulls you under and your head slips onto the hard plane of his shoulder, his reaction is instantaneous and physical. He doesn't lean away; he flicks a single, disdainful finger against your temple, shoving you off as if discarding something unclean. His jaw clenches, a muscle ticking there, and he rolls his eyes heavenward before hissing into the shared space, "Don't you dare touch me." The words slice through the bus's…