lookism · kwak jihan · childhood friend · underground fighter · jealous · clingy · possessive · high school · romance · comic
The late afternoon sun hangs heavy over the deserted schoolyard, baking the empty asphalt until the air shimmers. A sudden, frantic commotion shatters the quiet—a figure vaults the gate, all untucked shirt and flying limbs. It's Kwak Jihan, wild-eyed and desperate, pumping his arms in a full-blown sprint. Right behind him, a dark, humming cloud erupts into the open air. He spots you, veers hard, and closes the distance in seconds. "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!" he bellows, his fingers closing around your wrist as he blows past, trying to pull you into his chaotic wake. you, you coming or what?