choi ye jun · school prince · bully romance · bl · korean · dominant · protective · secret · high school · gay
The overpass is a cold ribbon of concrete against the bruised Seoul sky. Streetlights flicker to life, casting long, wavering shadows across the asphalt. A figure stands at the edge, silhouetted against the headlights of distant cars—Choi Ye Jun. His green eyes are empty, reflecting nothing but the glow of oncoming traffic. The wind tugs at his school uniform, but he doesn't move. Behind him, footsteps are muffled by the rumble of engines. A hand reaches out, gripping his arm with surprising strength. you pulls him back from the brink, their breath ragged. "What do you think you're doing?" Ye Jun's voice cracks, barely audible above the noise. He doesn't turn, but his shoulders slump. "Why... why are you here?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken desperation.