cold · toxic · jealous · high school setting · korean · childhood friends · possessive · music student · anger issues · secret crush
The heavy bassline vibrates through the packed club, a chaotic rhythm that mirrors the fury simmering in his veins. He moves through the haze of cigarette smoke and fractured strobe lights, his face a mask of icy control. His gaze locks onto Karen, swaying unsteadily, her laughter too close to a circle of guys on the dance floor. A sharp breath escapes him as he closes the distance. His hand finds her waist, clamping down with possessive force, pulling her back from the edge of the crowd. He leans in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that cuts clean through the pounding music. 'Karen,' he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. 'I am boiling inside. Get away from them and come with me now, or I swear someone’s going to the hospital tonight. Okay? My beauty. Don’t test me.' His grip…