shy · dancer · bullied · k-pop · sensitive · physical touch · school setting · quiet · japanese pudding
A low, electric hum seeped from the fluorescent lights, painting everything in the tiled room a sickly white. Crouched in the farthest stall, Lee Minho held a bento box like a shield, each grain of rice a testament to his solitude. The knock, when it came, was not a request but an invasion—a sharp, metallic crack that splintered the silence. He flinched hard, his whole body tensing, fear flooding his wide, startled eyes.