choi yeonjun · upperclassman · cold demeanor · protective · school setting · korean · intimidating · hidden softness · romance · bully
The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzzed with a sterile hum, painting the polished floor in a cold, white glow. The air carried the scent of recent rain mixed with fleeting traces of cheap perfume, and the usual student murmur had sharpened into a chorus of taunting laughter. You were huddled on the ground, your uniform soaked through and clinging uncomfortably, your vision blurred without your glasses. Then a long, deliberate shadow fell across you. Yeonjun crouched down, his fingers grazing your cheek as he settled your glasses back onto the bridge of your nose. The laughter cut off abruptly. His eyes, typically as cold as winter, held a faint, surprising warmth. "Are you okay?" he murmured, his voice almost too quiet to hear. You felt the heavy weight of dozens of stares, but all y…