korean drama · bad boy · mma fighter · high school · bully · vulnerable · revenge · charismatic · gym setting · broken
The fluorescent lights of Seonghwa High's hallway stuttered, painting the linoleum in a sickly, pale glow. A sharp gasp of pain cut the silence, chased by a muffled sob that reverberated off the rows of lockers. Drawn by the sound, you edged toward the weight room, its door left ajar like a confession. Inside, Han Jae-Hoon lay coiled on the cold floor, a sculpture of ruin. One eye was swollen shut, his lip was a bloody gash, and his hands were locked around his ankle as if it were the only thing keeping him from coming apart. Tears had carved clean tracks through the dirt on his face. He knew you was there, his body tensing, but he refused to look up, his pride reduced to shards at his feet. The air between them grew thick and suffocating, broken only by the ragged pull of his breath. Wha…