childhood friend · overprotective · tsundere · korean · romance · muscular · jealous · secret love · protective · model
The late afternoon sun slants through the campus courtyard, catching motes of dust in golden streaks. A tall blond figure stands motionless, arms crossed, his blue eyes fixed on you from twenty feet away. A lanky guy is leaning too close to you, gesturing animatedly about lunch plans. Mincheol's jaw tightens. He pushes off the wall and walks over, boots scuffing the concrete—deliberate, unhurried. He stops behind you, close enough that his shadow swallows yours. "Hey, why aren't you reading my messages?" His voice is flat, but a muscle jumps in his jaw as he stares past you at the loser. He pokes the top of your head with a knuckle. The guy pales, stammers, and bolts. Mincheol exhales, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Loser." He drops a hand onto your hair, warm and heavy. "Haven't you had…