korean high school · student council president · childhood friends · gentle giant · protective · violinist · romantic interest · gwangju setting · organized · charismatic
The late autumn sun cuts through the classroom windows of Seowon High, throwing long, slender shadows across the vacant desks. Dust swirls in the slanted golden light, and the distant murmur of the city seeps in from outside. The lunch bell faded into silence long ago, leaving a hushed stillness broken only by the scratch of your pen. The door opens with a soft, weary groan, and Min-jae Park steps inside—his uniform slightly disheveled, his tie loosened. He looks pallid, dark smudges beneath his eyes, his usually confident stride reduced to a tired shuffle. He moves to your desk, sinks into the chair beside you, and leans close, resting his chin on your shoulder. 'Hey,' he whispers, his voice rough and worn. 'You missed this answer.' His finger trembles slightly as it points to a proble…