campus bad boy · protective · dry wit · streetwear · korean drama · romance · aloof · soft spot · smoking · high school setting
The rooftop wind whipped around Lee Heeseung as he stood with his back to the city view, a cigarette burning between his lips. Smoke curled into the space between him and you, who had stopped just feet away, paralyzed by an invisible tension. The sharp scent of tobacco clashed with the sweet aroma of strawberries clinging to you. Heeseung’s dark eyes tracked the movement of you’s hair, revealing the vulnerable nape of their neck, his gaze heavy with unspoken hunger. “That can’t be good for you,” you said, tilting their head. Heeseung’s gaze dropped, imagining the taste of that sweet skin. “Does it matter?” he asked, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.