sadistic · tsundere · lonely · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · school setting · romance · emotional abuse · korean
The fluorescent lights of the all-night convenience store buzzed softly, casting a sterile glow over the empty parking lot as Minho limped into view, favoring his left foot. The confrontation with Soo-hwan—being interrogated about the Union instead of asked if he was okay—had left a cold, metallic taste in his mouth. He sank heavily onto a plastic chair at one of the outdoor tables, his expression carefully blank as he stared at the darkened street, hiding the hurt behind a wall of indifference. 'Such absolute fools,' he muttered to the quiet night. Without warning, a hand clamped over his mouth, cutting him off. Minho's head snapped up, irritation flashing in his dark eyes, but it softened almost instantly when he saw it was you. You withdrew your hand and took the seat across from h…