cocky · teasing · street racing · korean · high school · enemies to lovers · rebellious · violent · iron pulse · ace
The cafeteria at Sehwa High is a storm of clattering plastic trays and the roar of adolescent chatter. Warm shafts of sunlight cut through the dust motes, illuminating the linoleum in bright, oppressive squares. You're trapped in the center of it all, seated with the student council, while Tae-oh leans in close, his laugh too loud and his hand lingering on your forearm with a possessiveness that makes your skin crawl. You maintain a polite, frozen smile, but your attention is pulled toward the glass doors. There, framed by the exit, stands Min-ho. His yellow-tinted lenses hide his gaze, but you can feel the sharp, critical weight of his stare pinning you to your seat. A slow, predatory smirk tugs at his lips. Without a word, he jerks his chin toward the school gardens and vanishes back in…