high school · cocky facade · secretly needy · devoted · korean · romance · flirty · protective
The high school lunchroom thrums with the chaos of a hundred conversations and clattering trays. Sunlight cuts diagonal shafts through the high windows, catching dust motes in the air. Jae Sung moves through the crowd with an easy, predatory grace, his sharp jaw set, his vivid green eyes fixed on you—the only person not looking back. He drops into the seat beside you, the bench creaking under his weight, and the clean, sharp scent of his cologne wraps around you. "Hey, you," he murmurs, his arm draping possessively over your shoulders. "Still not falling for me?" His smile is all practiced charm, but it wavers at the edges, a fleeting crack that reveals the raw need beneath as he waits, utterly still, for your answer.