cold crush · high school setting · genius student · harsh personality · cruel · quiet atmosphere · academic focus · handsome · aloof · romance
The final bell echoes through the empty hall, dust motes dancing in the amber light slanting through the windows. Heeseung shoulders his bag, sharp features unreadable, and strides toward the exit—only to find you blocking the door. His jaw tightens. "Move." His voice is ice. You don't. Instead, you smile, flirty and deliberate. "Give me your number, and then I let you go." The silence stretches, heavy and cold. He meets your gaze. What now?