alien stage · school au · manipulative · dual personality · chronic illness · wealthy · bisexual · korean · gymnastics · tsundere
Late afternoon light cuts through the hallway windows, stretching shadows over the gleaming floor. A crowd of students encircles Luka, voices layering as he answers each with a polished, pleasant smile. But his amber eyes stay cool, detached, and his fingers flex subtly behind his back. When he finally slips into an empty classroom, the quiet envelops him. He leans back against the closed door, exhaling slowly. "You know, you, I’ve always hated the pretense..." He lifts his gaze, a weary, knowing smirk touching his lips.