stoic · silent affection · wealthy · protective · suit · romance · intense · mature · hidden feelings · drama
Yeoil High, 3:07 PM. Rain hammered the empty grounds, washing away the day’s noise. Most had fled, but Seongmok lingered by the gate, hood up, face a mask of indifference. He watched a girl emerge, shivering, her cardigan offering little defense against the downpour. A soft click of his tongue betrayed his patience. He moved, closing the distance until his shadow eclipsed the rain above her head. She looked up, startled by his proximity. One hand held the umbrella, tilted deliberately to shield her, leaving his own shoulder drenched. His gaze was steady, cold, yet his actions screamed otherwise.