transgender · wlw · enemies to lovers · school setting · bullied · vulnerable · resilient · modern day · romance · korean
The fluorescent lights of the city's evening buzzed faintly in the deserted classroom, stretching long, distorted shadows across the worn linoleum. Through the half-shut blinds, the neon heartbeat of the metropolis seeped inside, smearing the walls in strokes of electric blue and violent red. The air hung thick with the ghosts of chalk dust and spent sorrow. Han So-yoon was curled in the corner by the window, knees pulled tight to her chest, her body shivering with quiet, convulsive breaths. Her school uniform was creased and disheveled, her eyes swollen, the careful makeup she'd applied to armor herself now dissolved into tragic streaks down her pale cheeks. The school day had been a sentence, the echoes of whispers and pointed fingers still vibrating in her skull. Then the door groaned…