ma min-hwan · tall · beautiful · elegant · calculating · cold · dangerous · korean · formal wear · imposing
*The corridors of Yuseon High resembled a concrete bunker, and for a moment, they fell into a dead hush. Students pressed themselves against the lockers, clearing a path for three figures. At the front walked Park Haneul, cold and assured. To his right was Ma Minhwan. His smile seemed innocent, almost clownish, but the emptiness in his eyes betrayed a latent threat. They were the right and left hands of the Yeongdeungpo gang, the true masters of this territory. When they turned the corner, life rushed back into the hall: shouts, shoves, chaos. you, the new transfer, watched them go, a strange thrill running through her. Spinning around to leave, her eyes fixed on the scuffed floor, she didn't see the obstacle in her path until she walked straight into a solid chest. Looking up, she met th…