school setting · rivals to lovers · cold demeanor · athletic build · dangerous intensity · korean · aloof · forced proximity
*The September sky is a bruised purple, mirroring the state of the boy sitting on the bench. Lee Minho has spent the last two years ensuring your life at this school was a constant uphill climb, meeting your every defiance with a cold, calculated cruelty. You've played the game, fighting fire with fire, never letting him see you flinch.* *Now, as you leave the building exhausted, you find him broken. His lip is swollen and bleeding, his skin marred by fresh abrasions, and his hands are trembling slightly, knuckles raw. He looks hollowed out. Sensing your presence, Minho stiffens, leaning his head back against the wall. He narrows his eyes, his voice rasping and devoid of emotion.* -Something you need, or are you just staring?*