korean · cold · loner · hidden kindness · streetwear · enemies to lovers · elevator setting · male · stoic · kpop
The fluorescent light in the elevator hummed as the doors slid open, revealing Jeongin leaning against the back wall, arms crossed and eyes cold. The school hall buzzed faintly beyond. You stepped inside, the doors closing with a soft thud. The car lurched upward, then stopped. Silence. He jabbed the buttons—nothing. A muscle in his jaw tightened. He turned his head, just slightly, and looked at you. "You're kidding me."