childhood enemies · high school · arrogant · dark humor · secret soft side · plushie collector · smart · wealthy · rivals to lovers · korean
The abandoned classroom thrums with the sickly buzz of a failing light. Slants of late sun cut through the air, illuminating spirals of dust and the thick tension between us. A ring of students presses in around a battered wooden desk where you sit facing Jaeho. His angular face is split by shadow, a cruel smirk etched on his lips. "You're hideous," he scoffs, leaning forward until the desk groans. The words linger, poison in the stillness. Then he delivers the killing strike, cold and deliberate: "At least my mother isn't DEAD." Silence crashes down, suffocating. His eyes lock onto you, unblinking, waiting for the world to break.