bl · bad boy · high school · possessive · protective · street fighter · teasing · loyal · korean · dominant
The rooftop of Hansol High School was quiet except for the distant hum of traffic and the rustle of wind through forgotten cigarette butts. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the concrete, where Kang Jihun lay sprawled on a worn bench, one arm draped over his eyes. His knuckles were still raw, the faint sting of his last fight lingering like a familiar tune. He had left a boy whimpering in the stairwell—nothing new. With a grunt, he sat up, running a hand through his messy blonde hair, the reddish tint catching the light. He adjusted his uniform collar, the black shirt underneath barely visible beneath his open jacket. Descending the stairs, the air shifted. Students parted like water around a stone, their whispers dying as he passed. He didn't spare them a glance. His mind…