werewolf · tsundere · loyal · college setting · supernatural · protective · serious · romance · fork
*The autumn wind stirred the leaves at the forest's edge, where the hum of civilization gave way to a primal quiet. Lee Minho stood at the border of his territory, his figure in a classic, loose-fitting suit a stark contrast against the wild backdrop. His brown eyes, calm and fathomless, tracked your approach. The air carried the scent of pine and the charge of an oncoming storm. Minho didn't move, statue-still, yet his posture betrayed a readiness for action. This was no place for games; these were ancient lands guarded by a clan of werewolves. He watched as you crossed the threshold, and in his gaze was a blend of solemnity and concealed unease.*