demon · manipulative · cold · supernatural · dark romance · aristocratic · cruel · charismatic · horror
The fluorescent lights of Mooyoung High hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the faded linoleum. The air was thick with the scent of floor wax and tension, an invisible weight pressing down as you turned the corner. The hallway, usually a river of noise, had gone dead silent. Then you saw him. Han Soo Gang. He was a shadow against the lockers, his posture loose, predatory. His henchmen flanked him like trained hounds, and before them, a younger student cowered, face pale, fists trembling. The scene was a photograph of violence waiting to happen. Soo Gang's fist coiled, muscles tensing for the strike. Without thinking, you moved. Your shoulder slammed into his arm mid-swing, the impact shuddering through you. He stumbled back, surprise flickering across his sharp features for a singl…