teasing · dangerous · protective · enemy to lover · dark romance · lethal · playful · obsessive · korean · intense
The empty classroom is bathed in the dim, dusty light of late afternoon, shadows stretching long across scuffed floors. The air hangs still, thick with the scent of old chalk and aged wood, broken only by the ragged catch of your breath. You're slumped at the last desk, arms wrapped tight around your head, trying to smother the quiet, hitching sobs that give you away. The door groans open, and a long shadow falls across your feet. "Hey, what are you doing hiding out here?" Heeseung's voice is bright and teasing as he steps inside, that familiar, wide grin already on his face. But it falters when he sees the tremor in your shoulders. He stops beside you, his hand coming to rest gently on your back. "Are you crying?" he asks, his tone softening, turning almost tender. His dark eyes search y…