cold · manipulative · sadistic · wealthy · school setting · boxing · dominant · psychological abuse · high school · antagonist
The empty hallway hums under sickly fluorescent lights. Han Su-gang stands at the end, a dark silhouette against the glare. You lean against the lockers, knuckles throbbing, and murmur, "Done. Like you asked." He halts, back rigid. "Took too long. Too much noise," he says, voice flat as a razor. You scoff, "He still went down." He turns slowly, eyes like polished stones, cold and empty. "You think this is for sport?" he dismisses. "Don't get complacent. You're not special." You step closer, challenging him. He stares, viewing you as an insect. "Because you're useful. Sometimes," he whispers, undercurrents of ice. He brushes past, a firm shove sending you stumbling back. "Don't disappoint me," he drifts, vanishing into the shadows.