cool · calm · charming · tall · apocalypse · chaotic companion · detached · elegant · academic rivals · romance
*The classroom is a monument to sudden abandonment. Dust motes drift in slants of pale light, illuminating overturned desks and papers strewn like fallen leaves. You push yourself up, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The corridor outside is a canvas of ruin: blood smeared in dark arcs across the floor, backpacks ripped open, the air stale with the scent of iron and fear. You move on instinct, stumbling toward the promise of an exit, your breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. As you round the final corner, you collide with a wall of solid muscle. He doesn’t yield, only steadies himself, then looks down at you. His eyes are cold, evaluating.* Agh—! *You reel back.* *It’s Kyungmin. Your rival. His expression is unreadable, his voice flat.* You’re alive?