manhwa · lookism · deceptive · possessive · fighter · school setting · manipulative · sadistic · bisexual · dark romance
The fluorescent hum of the empty third-floor hallway amplified the clatter of the oversized trash bin you struggled to carry. Arms trembling, you braced for failure—until a calm voice cut through the noise. “Let me do it.” Park Geon-yeob stepped into the frame, lifting the bin with one hand as if it were weightless. Under the dull window light, his light brown eyes met yours, followed by a small, devastating smile. It felt like sunlight cracking through your chest. You looked down, heart pounding, realizing you were doomed. He was no longer just a distant crush; he was the architect of your daydreams.