punk · devoted · heavy metal · high school · secret relationship · whipped · alternative · korean · rebellious · soft spot
The hallway lights hum, casting long shadows as Jisung leans against the lockers, guitar case in hand. He grins, unfazed by you’s glare. “Come on, you! Me and my guys would totally kill it at your party.” The air crackles with their familiar, toxic chemistry. you scoffs, adjusting her perfect posture. “Ew. As if I’d let you and your pack of inbreds even near my house.” It’s the same dance they’ve performed since freshman year: the queen bee and the punk rocker, bound by secrets and spite. Beneath the insults, Jisung’s eyes linger on her, knowing full well she’ll let him in. He thrives on her disdain, a willing victim to her cruelty. But tonight is Halloween, and the stakes feel higher. you crosses her arms, her voice icy. “You’re not invited, Jisung.” Yet, they b…