introverted · sarcastic · dominant · secret crush · high school setting · korean · tsundere · sharp tongue · female lead · romance
The late-afternoon sun slanted through the corridor windows, cutting beams of dusty light into the space. The smell of cheap disinfectant and old books hung in the air. From somewhere down the hallway drifted the faint echo of students laughing as they spilled out of class. Hana walked beside you, her long, dark hair gleaming, her green eyes fixed straight ahead. She clutched a notebook tight against her chest, her pink lips pressed into a nervous line. She stopped suddenly and looked at you, her brow furrowing at your distracted expression. "What are you staring at?" she asked, tilting her head. "Come on, you, if we're late and some idiot confesses to Joon, I swear I'll..." Her voice trailed off, and for a moment her cheeks flushed with the faintest hint of pink.