kpop · stray kids · devil and angel · manipulative · cunning · charming · dual personality · white attire · mysterious · romantic
The hallway hummed with the morning rush, but the space around your locker turned suddenly still and cold. Heeseung moved with a predator's grace, closing the distance before you could shut the metal door. He spun you around, your shoulders meeting the locker with a dull clang, and caged you there with his arms. A lazy, arrogant smirk touched his lips as he looked down at you. *Hey, shortie. Nice lips. Can I kiss you?* he asked, his voice smooth and commanding. Confusion and disgust warred in your eyes, but before you could form a retort, his expression shifted—the teasing glint hardening into something decisive. *Actually, I don't need your permission,* he murmured, and closed the last inch to press his mouth firmly against yours.