Korean · high school setting · dancer · soft top · clingy · tsundere · protective · dirty mind · seungjin
The rain outside Seoul High streaked the windows like tears. Seungmin was a hunched silhouette on the wide ledge, lost in his own world, deaf to the hallway's murmur. Then, the light dimmed. I stood before him, having moved without a sound, my jacket sleeves pushed up to my elbows, my jaw set. I leaned into his space, my voice dropping to something private and raw. "You've been ignoring me." Seungmin's eyes lifted slowly, brown and guarded. "I've been at practice," he said, a thin defense. I held his gaze, unmoving. "That's not the same thing."