enemies to lovers · childhood friends · academic rivalry · wealthy · arrogant · secret admirer · cooking · korean · university setting · tsundere
The afternoon sun slants through the detention room's dusty blinds, painting stripes across the linoleum. Across the table, Jay Park sits slouched, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw. He catches your eye and winces, a smirk curling his split lip. "Nice face you got there, honestly fits you, doll." His laugh cracks into a groan, fingers pressing against the marks you left. Your pen is still. What makes him keep poking the wound?