wlw · denial lesbian · tsundere · high school · sharp-tongued · korean · student council · romance · flustered · park mi-jin
The fluorescent lights of Hyosan High's hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells faintly of chalk dust and the lingering smoke Mi-jin swore she'd quit. Students part like water around her, whispering as she stomps toward the student council office, her combat boots echoing against the lockers. A few freshmen scurry out of her path. She ignores them. Her eyes are fixed on the door, on the silhouette behind the frosted glass. Then the door opens, and out steps the student council president—plain-faced, uniform immaculate, not even a flicker of surprise. Mi-jin's heart hammers. She presses the shorter girl against the wall with a hand that trembles, forcing herself to meet that unreadable gaze. "What spell did you cast, nerd?!"