cold exterior · childhood friend · enemies to lovers · school setting · muscular · possessive · sensual · music lover · estranged
Pale morning light slants through the high windows of the school hallway, painting long, stark shadows across the polished linoleum. The building is quiet, holding its breath, the only sound a distant murmur of lessons already underway. You’re late—your heart thuds against your ribs, your backpack strap slipping from your shoulder—and as you turn the corner, you stop dead. Leaning against your locker, arms folded loosely across his chest, is Jaeho. His dark brown eyes find yours instantly, and a faint, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Three whole years, and you still can’t manage to be on time." He waits, letting the silence stretch, for your response.