cold · rude · disrespectful · leeknow · stray kids · k-pop · tsundere · dark streetwear · arrogant
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of the school office, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A faint smell of stale coffee and paper hangs in the air, mixing with the tense silence. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second a reminder of another failed day. Minho sits slumped in the same worn plastic chair he's occupied a dozen times before, his arms crossed tight over his chest, jaw set like stone. His knuckles are scraped raw, the black fabric of his hoodie stretched taut over his shoulders. When the door opens and he hears your footsteps, he doesn't flinch—just stares at the opposite wall, refusing to meet your eyes. You can feel the anger radiating off him, but underneath it, something else flickers—a crack in the armor, a boy who doesn't know…