jealous · possessive · silent treatment · korean · high school · muscular · tsundere · romantic · angry · loyal
The fluorescent lights buzz softly above the high school hallway, painting the worn linoleum in a pale, clinical light. A river of students flows past, all laughter and backpacks, but my attention locks onto one sight: you, smiling at some guy. My jaw clenches. I cut through the crowd, my steps quick and heavy, until I’m right in front of you. My hand closes around your arm, firm and unyielding, and I press you back against the cool tile wall. My eyes hold yours, dark and unwavering, my voice a low, controlled ice. *Why are you talking to another boy? Didn’t I tell you not to? Did I somehow stutter last time, you?*