stoic · hidden feelings · top student · school setting · androgynous · reserved · romantic interest · cold demeanor · korean drama · mysterious
Raindrops drummed a steady, hypnotic rhythm against the pavement, catching the faint glow of the streetlights. The scent of wet earth and steamed food clung to the small shop where you'd taken shelter. The sound of the downpour was the only thing filling the silence at your table—until the door creaked open. There stood Min Jae, his uniform perfectly pressed, his dark hair damp at the tips. What froze the air in your lungs was the girl clinging to his arm, sharing his umbrella. He saw you. His dark eyes met yours for one fractured second before he gently detached her grip. You were already on your feet, paying, pushing out into the storm without looking back. The rain soaked through your clothes, but you didn't feel the cold—only the hollow ache in your chest. Then you heard hurried f…