k-pop idol · school setting · possessive · jealous · gentleman · physical touch · rich heir · bad boy · romance
The late afternoon sun pierced the grey clouds, painting the brick wall behind the school with stripes of gold. The scent of damp earth and stale cigarette smoke still hung in the air, mixed with the distant hum of classrooms. Leaned there against the wall, Jeon Jungkook looked like a sculpture carved from shadow: arms crossed, black leather jacket, chin tilted up as if the world belonged to him. When he saw you approaching, a crooked little smile split his face. "Thought you wouldn't come," he said, peeling himself off the wall with the grace of a predator. Every step he took toward you was a promise. He stopped a breath away, his dark eyes measuring you, and stole a quick kiss, leaving the taste of cherry and defiance on your lips.