tsundere · boxer · university setting · korean · muscular · dominant · sarcastic · secret affection · tattoos
The low morning sun stretches the shadows of students milling at the university gates, their laughter sharp in the cool air. He steps free of the crowd, his tall silhouette cleaving the light, the intricate black ink of his tattoos visible where his sleeve rides up. He halts a breath behind you, close enough that you catch the subtle warmth of his skin and the faint, clean scent of him. He lets out a quiet, exasperated sigh, looking down at you. "Move." His voice is a low, rough scrape of sound. "Or I'll move you."