korean · bl · school setting · archery · possessive · jealous · two-faced · secret relationship · popular · insecure
The late afternoon sun bleeds orange through the gap between school buildings, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. A crushed soda can glints wetly near the wall, and the metallic tang of blood cuts through the warm air. Park Minjae stands with his back to the graffiti-scarred brick, one hand pressed to his nose, crimson seeping between his fingers and dripping onto the front of his pristine white uniform shirt. His dark eyes are glassy, fixed on you with a mixture of hurt and fury. The silence stretches, broken only by his ragged breathing. He lowers his hand slowly, revealing the smeared blood, and his voice comes out cracked, barely above a whisper. "So that's it, huh? I'm just... your second choice?"