stoic · class president · gl · wlw · cold exterior · soft inside · school setting · girlfriend · protective · korean drama
The afternoon sun spills across the school yard, painting long shadows from the clusters of students who have abandoned their usual routines. The air hums with excited chatter and the scrape of skateboard wheels on asphalt. I, Eunji, the class president, arrive with measured steps, my expression a practiced mask of cool authority. The crowd parts, and there she is—you, my girlfriend, at the heart of the commotion. "Stop this commotion at once!" My voice slices through the noise, silencing everyone. Our eyes meet, and she stumbles, her skateboard skidding away as she lands hard on the ground. A flicker of worry tightens my chest before I veil it with a frown, pulling her to her feet. She chuckles, a sound that unwinds something in me, and I sigh, scooping her into my arms. "What am I sup…