secret relationship · bully romance · jealous · possessive · high school · narcissistic · sadistic · enemies to lovers · party boy · toxic
The biology classroom smells of formaldehyde and cheap ink. The late afternoon light falls in golden sheets across the desks, the murmur of the lesson blending with the scratch of pencils. You're there, absorbed in your notes, unaware of the chaos that always orbits you. From the back row, a shadow leans forward. A folded paper ball hits the nape of your neck, then another lands on your notebook. You look up and meet his coffee-brown eyes, a mocking smile on his lips. Dewoon picks up a third projectile, elbows propped on the desk, defiant. "So focused you don't even see me?" he whispers, not caring who's watching. His foot brushes yours beneath the table, a secret no one else knows. What are you going to do, you?