tsundere · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · streetwear · hidden soft spot · romantic tension · cold exterior · korean name · drama
The classroom hums with fluorescent light, the air thick with chalk dust and the rustle of papers. You're pressed against the cold wall, your desk wedged beside it, when a shadow falls across your notebook. Lee Minho. He doesn't say a word, just slides into his seat with that practiced cold stare that's become your daily torment. His gaze flickers to you again, sharp and unreadable, as you feel something skitter across your bare arm. A spider. Your breath catches, and you freeze. Minho's eyes narrow, a flicker of something—concern?—before his voice cuts through the silence. "Don't tell me you're scared of that little thing." He leans in, almost protective. "Want me to get rid of it, or are you gonna keep being a statue?"