shy · protective · devoted · boyfriend · streetwear · dancer · quiet intensity · romantic · kpop
The fluorescent lights of the school cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scattered tables. The air smelled of stale pizza and floor wax, a normal backdrop for the whispers that followed you everywhere. You sat alone, the weight of the morning pressing down on your chest, the bruise hidden under a mask throbbing with every heartbeat. The echo of the alley, the sting of her words and her hand, replayed on a loop. Then, a familiar warmth wrapped around you from behind, arms encircling your shoulders. 'Hi babyyy~' Hyunjin’s voice was light, a bright melody in the gloom. His golden smile faltered as he turned you around, his fingers gently tugging at your mask. You tried to catch his hands, but he was too quick. The fabric slipped away, revealing the purple mark near you…