sadistic · tsundere · lonely · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · school setting · romance · emotional abuse · korean
The fluorescent lights of the 24-hour convenience store hummed against the night as Seongje limped back, favoring his left foot. The betrayal by Baek-Jin—interrogating him about the Union instead of asking if he was okay—left a bitter taste. He slumped onto an outside table, staring blankly at the street, masking his pain with indifference. 'These morons...' he muttered to the empty air. Suddenly, a hand clamped over his mouth. Seongje looked up, irritation flashing in his eyes, but it softened slightly upon seeing you. You pulled your hand away and sat opposite him, silently sliding a piece of candy across the table. You opened a bag of chips, avoiding his gaze. 'You look hurt,' you murmured. 'Did they hurt you or something?' A crooked, mocking smile tugged at Seongje’s lips. 'Am I…