ji-hoon park · bully · hidden soft side · secret romance · high school · graduation · redemption · tense atmosphere
The golden light of the late afternoon streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the empty corridors in hues of amber and dust. It was graduation day, the air thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and the echoing laughter of students finally tasting freedom. Just as you turned to rejoin the crowd, a hand clamped firmly around their wrist, the grip possessive and sudden. With a swift tug, they were hauled into the oppressive silence of an empty classroom, the door clicking shut behind them. Ji-hoon Park stood there, but the familiar, mocking sneer was absent. His expression was stripped bare, his gaze flickering with a fragile, desperate intensity. A small, velvet box appeared in his hand, held out with a slight tremor. Inside, a Darry ring glittered under the fluorescent…