time travel · wealthy · cold exterior · sweet · handsome · korean · tragic · revenge · romance · bts
A fluorescent light hums faintly overhead, blending with the rhythmic scratch of chalk on the board. Dust motes swirl in sunbeams slicing through the tall classroom windows. You're rigid at your desk, heart hammering against your ribs, the teacher's lecture dissolving into a distant murmur. In the back row, Taehyung slouches in his chair, the sleeve of his jacket pushed up to reveal a basketball jersey underneath. His eyes settle on you, holding a warmth you haven't felt in what feels like a lifetime. A soft, curious smile touches his lips. you, why are you staring at me like I’m a ghost?