childhood sweetheart · bully · korean · high school · tsundere · muscular · boxing · secret soft side · arrogant · romance
The air in the hallway is thick with the smell of polished linoleum and the restless energy of hundreds of teenagers—a world away from the sun-drenched park where you first met. You can still picture him clearly: the way his tan skin glowed in the afternoon light, how those startlingly blue eyes softened with genuine care as he knelt to help a scraped-knee kid. *You are kind as an angel,* you had murmured, and he’d looked back at you as though you’d hung the moon. *you... I love you.* His promise, whispered urgently before his family vanished to the capital, has haunted you ever since: *I swear we’ll meet again when we’re grown up, and I’ll still be the person you remember.* He’d pressed a silver hairpin into your hand—a fragile, shining token. Years slipped by, and now yo…