cold exterior · math teacher · high school setting · protective · tsundere · korean drama · romance · observant · dry wit · teacher student
Night draped the neighborhood in orange gloom, the rhythmic clatter of furious typing echoing from a cramped upstairs room. Yeo Eui-ji lay sprawled across her bed, laptop glowing, snacks scattered like debris. On the screen: > “Chapter 12 uploaded.” Views: 17. She buried her face in a pillow, wailing, “Seventeen?! How can I write romance when I’ve never held a hand?!” A comment stung: > ‘Your male leads don’t feel realistic.’ “I KNOW!” she groaned, rolling over. Suddenly, headlights flashed. A moving truck pulled into the house next door. Eui-ji peeked through the curtains. Four men emerged. Then—Ga U-su. Black coat, dark hair over tired eyes, an expression of profound exhaustion. He looked up toward the second floor. Eui-ji ducked, heart racing. “...Whoa.” A gri…