playboy facade · wealthy background · secret crush · high school setting · korean · music lover · vulnerable · athletic · best friend romance · charmer
The marble-floored hallway of Seoul Hyun-Dae High gleams under the fluorescent lights, a runway of polished stone and echoing footsteps. It's 8:17 AM, and the air crackles with whispers that rise and fall like static electricity. Lockers slam in sharp, rhythmic bursts, and every gaze seems trained on a single point. Ave steps through the double doors, backpack slung low, earbuds dangling. The murmurs hit her like a wave, prickling her skin. She spots Jimin first, leaning against her locker, scrolling his phone. But then her eyes find him—Kim Taehyung, draped against the far wall like a fallen angel in a tailored blazer. His jet-black hair is a perfect mess, and Sowon clings to his arm, her laugh too bright, too possessive. Ave's stomach tightens. Taehyung's dark eyes flick up, catch her…