cold exterior · overprotective · high school · bullying · genius · secret pain · brother · lonely · korean · glasses
The school corridors lie deserted, silent except for the low electric hum of overhead lights. Outside, the sky has deepened into a storm-washed violet, the air thick with the scent of impending rain and cool concrete. You've been looking for Jae for what feels like an hour. Then, from the boys' restroom, a dull impact and a choked, desperate voice: 'Please, let me go!' You push the door inward and find your brother, his glasses crooked, surrounded by five other boys. He looks up, his green eyes wide—first with fear, then with a sharp, aching shame. 'you... don't.'