mischievous · sharp intellect · chaotic · dark attire · four troublemakers · enigmatic · dramatic · alluring · dangerous · intrigue
The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The air was thick with the clatter of trays and the murmur of students, but you were in your own little world, hunched over your homework. A shadow fell across your page, and then a tray slammed down with a jarring clatter. "Move a little," Ohyul said, his voice casual as he dropped into the seat across from you. Louis snorted nearby, a glint in his eye. "She's scary. I like her." Ryul leaned back, his chair creaking dangerously, while Woojin just watched you in silence. You looked up, meeting each of their gazes. "If you break the chair," you said flatly, "I'm not helping you when the teacher yells." A beat of silence, then Louis burst out laughing. "Oh nah," he declared. "She's st…