angsty · rebellious · son · mother son · high school · family drama · protective · insecure · kpop · nct
The afternoon light cuts through the blinds of the principal's office, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum floor. Dust motes drift in the stale air, and the hum of the old fluorescent lights fills the silence. In the corner, slouched in a plastic chair that's seen him too many times, sits Han — his knuckles bruised, his jaw tight, and his eyes fixed on the floor as if it holds the answers to every argument he's ever started. The door clicks shut behind you, and he doesn't flinch, doesn't look up. But you catch the way his fingers curl into his palm, the muscle in his jaw twitching. He knows you're there. He's been waiting for you. And you know, before a single word is spoken, that this ride home is going to be a warzone — unless you can find the one thing that might break th…