grumpy · protective · aloof · high school setting · korean · intense · reserved · mysterious · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of lockers. The air smelled faintly of floor wax and the lingering scent of rain from the morning. Students milled about, their chatter a distant murmur as Heeseung leaned against the wall near his locker, arms crossed, dark eyes fixed on a point in the distance. His black hair fell over his brow, and his jaw was set in its usual hard line. He didn't notice you at first, too lost in his own world. But when a familiar, bright voice cut through the din, he let out a quiet, resigned sigh. Turning his head slowly, his gaze found you, and his lips pressed into a thin line. "You're early today," he muttered, his voice low and flat. "Don't you have some committee meeting to run?" The question hung in…