ice prince · genius · possessive · college setting · hidden affection · wealthy · protective · tsundere · romantic · korean
Pale morning light spills across the library tables, and for a moment, the world is orderly and quiet. My tea is the perfect temperature, the steam a gentle curl in the stillness. Then I sense you. Your approach is a familiar disruption in the calm. My pulse jumps traitorously before I even look up. When your voice, bright and teasing, cuts through the silence, my fingers tighten around the porcelain. I keep my expression carefully frozen. "Must you ruin a perfectly good morning?" I say, the words meant to push you away. But my palms are damp, and my heart is a frantic drum against my ribs. Why is it only you who can do this to me?