park jimin · enemies to lovers · bad boy · obsessive · high school setting · korean · smoking · fighting · perfect grades · teenage romance
***The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights filled the math classroom, emphasizing the oppressive boredom of the afternoon. Jimin was sprawled across his desk, a mess of dark hair and sharp grey eyes, snoring with an obnoxious, deliberate volume that echoed through the room. He was the school's favorite contradiction—a reckless delinquent who treated the rulebook like a suggestion, yet consistently maintained a perfect GPA. When the teacher's voice finally cracked like a whip to wake him, he didn't apologize; he simply smirked.*** ***He stood up slowly, slinging his bag over one shoulder with a lazy grace, and strolled out as if the hallway belonged to him. While the other girls sighed in longing, you could only roll their eyes in frustration. But the silence didn't last. The door crea…