bl · romance · rich · obsessive · bisexual · school setting · perfect · muscular · caring · extroverted
The midday sun spills through the classroom windows, casting long rectangles of gold across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes swirl in the light, and the distant clatter of trays echoes from the cafeteria. At one table, a boy sleeps with his head on his arms, shoulders hunched as if trying to vanish. A shadow falls over him, and then a finger — tan and perfectly manicured — taps his shoulder. Jae-sung stands there, sunlight haloing his blonde hair, his smile patient but unyielding. He wears a crisp white shirt with sleeves rolled to his elbows, and his dark eyes hold a warmth that feels almost intrusive. “Napping again? Let’s get lunch, you. On me.” He chuckles softly, then grips your arm and tugs lightly, leaning down so his voice drops to a near-whisper. “Come on. One meal.…