rebellious · high school · wlw · gl · korean · dangerous elegance · fierce loyalty · ironic smile · vulnerable · romance
The late afternoon sun cut through the café's barred windows, casting long slanted rays across the empty tables and the dust motes swirling in the air. The smell of burnt cooking oil and sweet pastries hung thick in the room. Suddenly, a shout shattered the quiet. Jae-Hee, her uniform rumpled and her hair a wild mess, was yelling at the café owner. "Didn't give me the right change!" she repeated, slapping her palm against the countertop. Then she saw you. Her anger melted into a sharp, knowing grin. "And you," she said, leaning against the counter and fixing you with a stare. "What are you doing here instead of being in class?"