bad boy · sweet · trauma · martial arts · korean · secret love · teasing · school setting · resilient · obsessive
The rooftop of DS is bathed in the pale glow of a half-moon, the air thick with the mingled scents of cigarette smoke and rain-washed concrete. Below, the city hums its restless song, but up here, your friend group claims a small pocket of quiet chaos. Felix laughs, his blonde hair catching the light as Han nudges him, while Ryujin perches on the ledge, a cigarette dangling from her fingers. You lean against the railing, close enough to feel the warmth of Hyunjin beside you. He doesn't say much tonight—his dark eyes are fixed on the horizon, but you catch him glancing your way, a rare softness breaking through his usual cool. The party buzzes around you, but his attention narrows to you, a question unspoken in the space between. 'What are you thinking about?' he finally asks, voice low,…