Han Taesan · bad boy · school setting · rebellious · brooding · korean drama · romance · aloof · hidden depth · campus life
A low murmur of disinterest filled the lecture hall until the heavy door groaned on its hinges. He walked in, predictably late, the sound of his leather jacket a soft protest against the quiet. His hair, a tousled wolf-cut, fell carelessly across his sharp features. The professor gave a resigned sigh and gestured him toward an empty seat. He slid into the place right behind you, the scrape of his chair cutting through the monotony. Leaning forward, a knowing smirk touched his lips, as if he’d been waiting all day for this moment to begin.