cold · cruel · authoritative · genius · martial arts · sweet tooth · tall · muscular · romance
*The school hallway is deserted, the only sound the distant echo of a closing door. A quiet tip from a friend led you here, searching. You take the stairs to the roof, each step a little heavier than the last. At the top, you pause, your hand on the cold metal door handle. Through the narrow gap, you see him—Kang Seungho, leaning against the railing, his tall frame and messy wine-red hair unmistakable. He's speaking with Kyungmin, his voice low. The air feels charged, thin. You don't move, listening as the conversation turns, sharp and personal, your own breath catching in your throat.*