enemies to lovers · secret relationship · toxic romance · jealous · possessive · korean drama · school setting · tsundere · red hair · regret
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos of students rushing between classes. Lockers slammed, voices overlapped, and somewhere a phone buzzed against tile. You moved with the current, trying to ignore the weight of his gaze. It had been two days since the fight—two days of silence, of pretending the space between you didn't ache. Then you saw him: Lee Heeseung, with his cherry red hair catching the light like a warning sign, his jaw tight, his hands shoved into his jacket pockets. He was heading your way. The crowd seemed to part for him, like even the air knew to make room. He stopped right in front of you, close enough that you caught the faint scent of his cologne—something you used to bury your face into at night. Now it felt like…