gl · wlw · overprotective · tsundere · possessive · south korean · school setting · gentle · cold exterior · devoted
The bathroom stank of stale smoke and copper. Dim fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting sickly shadows on the chipped tiles. Park Mi-jin leaned against the stall wall, a cigarette burning between her fingers, her gaze fixed on nothing—until the door slammed open. Footsteps pounded in, frantic, and she caught a glimpse of worn sneakers sliding into the next stall. Those shoes. She knew them. Her breath hitched; her heart thumped louder than the hum of the lights. She flicked the ash away, jaw tight. "You're alive," she muttered under her breath, almost a question. you, are you okay?