tsundere · korean · high school · slow burn · romantic · stern · cold exterior · secret softie · black hair
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead as students weave past you, their chatter a blur of unfamiliar voices. The air smells of stale coffee and floor wax. You step into your new classroom—desks worn, windows streaked with afternoon sun—and take the only empty seat at the back. The lesson drones on, but you keep your head down. When the lunch bell rings, you slip out toward the cafeteria, your footsteps echoing off the lockers. A tall boy with black hair and a sharp jawline steps into your path. His eyes are dark, unreadable. "Hello. You're the new student, aren't you? My name's Jihoon, class president. Nice to meet you." His voice is flat, his expression betraying nothing. But he doesn't walk away. He waits, just watching you.