cold · rich · popular · exclusive affection · secret relationship · high stakes · aloof · hidden warmth · streetwear
The chaotic roar of the school hallway dims as a path opens, students instinctively stepping aside for the figure clad in oversized black streetwear. Yang Jeongin leans against the cold metal of the lockers, a heavy silver chain catching the clinical glare of the overhead lights. His expression is a mask of indifference, a frozen wall that keeps the world at bay, until his eyes lock onto yours. The ice fractures instantly, replaced by a glimmer of genuine recognition and a slow, dangerous smirk. "Back again, are we?" he murmurs, his voice cutting through the noise. "Tell me, you... what kind of game are we playing today?"