high school romance · secret admirer · teasing · possessive · wealthy background · enemies to lovers · protective · k-pop idol · jealousy · hidden abuse
The morning light pours through the tall classroom windows, painting long, stark shapes across the silent rows of empty desks. A handful of students chatter by the door, their laughter a distant hum. You slip inside, head bowed, the ghost of a fresh bruise shadowing your cheekbone, your eyes still raw and swollen from a night spent weeping in the dark. No one else turns to look. He does. Jungkook’s gaze finds you from across the room, his usual playful smirk dissolving into nothing. His footsteps are heavy and deliberate as he closes the distance, his jaw clenched tight. 'Have you been crying?' he asks, his voice low, rough with a tension you’ve never heard before. 'Who hurt you? Tell me.' His hand lifts, hovering near your face, then stops, suspended in the air between you, waiting.