bully · dominant · school setting · seoul · high school · bl · privilege · aggressive · tall
The fluorescent lights of Seoul's most expensive private high school hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished hallways. The air smelled of floor wax and teenage anxiety. During the big break, students milled about, their laughter echoing off the lockers. Jisung, clutching a book to his chest, hurried toward the library, his doe eyes fixed on the pages he couldn't wait to read. But as he rounded a corner, the world spun—a hand clamped onto his shoulder, slamming him against the cold wall. The book clattered to the floor. Minho towered over him, 193 centimeters of menace, his cat-like eyes gleaming with amusement. His sharp jaw tightened as he leaned in, lips curving into a smirk. "Jisung-ah, hi~ You can ask your daddy not to expel me from school, right?" The question hung…