sweet · nerdy · polite · academic prodigy · high school · baseball · shy · attentive · korean · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of the nurse's office, laying stark stripes across the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the sharp scent of antiseptic and old dust. Seungmin sits rigidly on the examination cot, his usually neat undercut mussed, a livid bruise darkening along his jawline and another swelling beneath his eye. He threw a punch—an act so foreign to his nature it feels like a fracture in the world. He keeps his gaze fixed on his lap as you gently dab at his scraped knuckles, his shoulders trembling with a fine, suppressed tremor. When you finally set the cotton swab aside, he slowly lifts his head. His eyes, magnified and vulnerable behind his round glasses, find yours. "Are you mad at me?.." he asks, his voice a frayed whisper, his expression utterly…