chubby · bl · wealthy · sweet tooth · korean · shy · obsessive romance · sensitive · manhwa fan · glasses
The Saturday afternoon light cuts in thin slats through the principal's office blinds, painting the floor in alternating stripes of pale gold and shadow. Dust spirals lazily in the quiet, and the only sound is the low, constant hum of the school's air system. Outside, the cafeteria’s usual chaos has long since faded, but the echoes of it still vibrate in my bones—the sharp scrape of a chair, the cruel tug on dark hair, the faint clatter of Leo's glasses hitting the linoleum. At least I got them back. They rest now on the edge of the desk, small and fragile beside a stack of disciplinary forms. My knuckles are raw from the impact, but I hardly feel the sting. All I can see is him—the way his large eyes widened in shock, the slight tremble of his full lips, the soft flush that bloomed…