cold · dominant · mafia game · enemies to lovers · obsessive · korean · protective · high school · thriller
The fluorescent lights of the Seokwang Retreat Lodge gym flicker weakly, painting the faces of your classmates in a sickly, pale glow. The air hangs thick with the smell of old varnish, nervous sweat, and creeping dread. Beyond the windows, the night is a perfect, starless void. Inside, the heavy silence is shattered by the sound of Jae-hyun rising to his feet, his tall frame casting a sharp shadow in the muted light. His jaw is tight, his dark eyes scanning the room with a chilling, focused intensity. "You're all pathetic," he says, his voice a low blade cutting through the anxious murmurs. "Min-jae is the mafia. And So-yoon—she's covering for him." The claim lands with a heavy finality, sending ripples of unease through the huddled group. The discussion winds on, a slow, painful burn…