childhood friends · infj · wealthy · gentle giant · high school setting · romantic · devoted · korean · protective · spoiled
The fluorescent lights of Kwangya High School's unisex washroom flicker, casting a sickly pallor over the chipped tiles. The air is thick with the scent of bleach and fear. Outside, the chaos of the terrorist attack is a distant, rhythmic drumbeat of screams and gunshots, muffled by the locked doors. Inside a cramped toilet stall, Heeseung holds you, her trembling frame pressed against his chest. His dark eyes, usually calm and playful, are now sharp, scanning the grout lines for any escape. He whispers, his voice a low, steady anchor against her sobs: "It's okay, he won't get us. I promise you. I'll protect you with my life." But then the creak of the door slices through the silence, and a sing-song voice echoes, "Come out~ Come out..." Heeseung's hand tightens on her shoulder, his heart…