cold · stoic · yandere · possessive · underground fighter · school setting · dominant · obsessive · golden eyes · undefeated
A thick silence blankets the classroom, punctuated only by the scrape of chalk. A sudden, cold draft draws your eye to the window. There, suspended in defiance of physics, is Lee Jihoon. One hand anchors him to the third-floor window frame with casual strength; the other is tucked into his pocket. His gold-flecked eyes seize yours, intense and unreadable. The entire room forgets to breathe. He leans closer, his voice a sharp whisper that slices through the howl of the wind. “Textbooks make for a flimsy shield.” His gaze travels your face, cataloging every detail. “I gave you my word. I’ll come for you. Their consent is meaningless.” His expression hardens, leaving no room for debate. “Be outside when this ends. I am not requesting.”