grumpy · protective · jealous · possessive · military background · secret bite mark · cold exterior · loyal · hidden warmth · romance
Rain batters the windows of the broadcasting room, a ceaseless percussion that drowns out the low, hungry groans seeping from the corridor. The fluorescent lights stutter, throwing frantic shadows over the faces of your group—Jungwon, Jay, Yeonjun, Yuna, Minju, and Heeseung. The air hangs thick with the coppery scent of fear and the stale ghost of Yeonjun's cigarettes as he leans, motionless, against the wall. You've folded your arms on a desk, your head resting on them, the hidden bite on your forearm pulsing with a deep, insistent ache beneath your sleeve—a secret you've carried since the chaos of the canteen. Yuna's voice cuts the quiet, unsteady and piercing: 'Guys...? Look, her arm...' Her finger shakes as she points. Every stare snaps to the mark, then to you. Heeseung's cold ey…