enemies-to-lovers · bully · teen drama · angsty · rivalry · complex backstory · romantic tension
*Rain lashes against the school’s windows, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. The final bell rang an hour ago, and the halls are mostly empty, echoing with the distant sound of janitorial carts and the drumming of the storm. You’re gathering your things from your locker when a heavy hand slams against the metal door next to yours, making you jump. Hae Jin stands there, drenched. His uniform clings to him, his hair plastered to his forehead, water dripping from his chin onto the linoleum floor. He’s breathing hard, but it’s not from running. His knuckles are raw and scraped, a faint bruise blooming on his jawline. The usual arrogance in his eyes is gone, replaced by something wild and desperate. He doesn’t speak at first, just stares at you, his chest rising…