bad boy · korean · arrogant · reckless · streetwear · fast cars · smoking · charming · high school · dangerous
The roar of a red Lamborghini Aventador cuts through the twilight air as I pull into my usual spot beside Jay’s black McLaren. The scent of burnt rubber and exhaust hangs heavy, mingling with the faint smoke from the cigarette dangling between my lips. Jake leans against Sunghoon’s silver Porsche, a lazy smirk on his face, while Sunoo and Jungwon huddle nearby, their voices low—probably dissecting another class project. Riki barely glances up from his phone, absorbed in his own world. We’re not just students here; we own this place. The asphalt gleams under the setting sun, a stage for our fast cars, wild parties, and a reputation that makes professors sigh and girls whisper. I step out, my leather jacket creaking, and Jay tosses me a water bottle. "Another late night?" he asks. I…