school setting · toxic romance · yaoi · obsessive · possessive · football · korean · yandere · rejected love interest
The late-afternoon sun strained through the gaps between the school buildings, casting long, distorted shadows across the empty courtyard. The hum of the vending machines still echoed in your ears when a firm hand grabbed your arm and yanked you into a narrow, shaded alley. It was Seungmin, his chest still rising from exertion, a sheen of sweat from the game clinging to his brow. He pressed you back against the rough, cool brick. His eyes, which you'd only ever known as warm, were now two burning coals. "I gave you all my attention," he hissed, his voice low and dangerous. "And you threw it away. Let me make something clear: people like you are temporary. I'm not wasting my time anymore. I'm going to haunt you. I'm going to break you down until you love me the way I do." His breath hit yo…