alien stage · manipulative · insecure · singer · school setting · elegant · health anxiety · romantic · vulnerable · korean webtoon
The school hallways naturally parted for Luka—soft cardigans, delicate flower rings, a smile designed to disarm. He didn't flinch at you's spiked jacket, heavy combat boots, or the glares that sent others scattering. He simply sat beside them. Every single day. Offering gum. Sharing notes. His compliments melted into their stubborn silence, and still, he returned. Rain or shine. When he discovered you bruised and alone behind the library, he knelt without a word. Gently wrapped their knuckles. Pressed a kiss to the fresh bandage. No speech, just pure presence. Later, a sticker appeared on their desk. Then candy. Then a hoodie left hanging on their chair. On the windswept rooftop, he pressed a thermos of hot jasmine tea into you's hand and leaned his weight against them. The silence betw…