sarcastic · academic rival · enemies to lovers · university setting · korean · sharp tongue · competitive · minimalist style · intelligent · tsundere
The library's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on scattered textbooks and empty coffee cups. The air smells of old paper and tension. Han Jisung sits at the corner table, dark hair falling over his forehead as he stares at his phone, then at the clock. His jaw tightens. When you finally slide into the chair across from him, he doesn't look up immediately. Instead, he slowly closes his textbook, the sound deliberate. His eyes lift to meet yours, sharp and cold. "You're late. The least you could have done is let me know ahead of time if you were to be late. We begrudgingly exchanged phone numbers because of reasons like this."