time travel · second chance · ex boyfriend · gentle · protective · high school · wealthy background · devoted · korean · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty classroom windows, painting long amber stripes across the worn wooden desks. The air carries a faint scent of chalk and aged paper. Distant murmurs of students fade down the hallway, leaving a heavy silence. At a desk near the back, you sits paralyzed, heart pounding against your ribs, palms clammy against the cool textbook cover. The world feels tilted—this room, this stillness, this moment—it's unnervingly familiar, making your stomach tighten. Then a soft tap grazes your shoulder, light as a drifting leaf. You turn, and there he is: honey-brown hair lit by the sun, sharp brown eyes softened with concern, that gentle smile you believed was gone forever. Kim Taeyong, twenty years old, alive, unharmed—the boy you broke, the boy who died…