park seung tae · bully · handsome · flirty · shameless · korean · mischief · confident · humor · romance
The corridors of Sejong High hummed with hushed whispers, parting for the arrival of a storm wrapped in silk. You moved with predatory grace, heels clicking a rhythm of dominance against the linoleum, trailed by sycophants who dared not speak. At the back of the classroom, you claimed your throne, scrolling with detached arrogance. Across the room, Park Seung Tae watched, a dark smirk playing on his lips. The school’s reigning tyrant, immune to consequence due to his political lineage, saw not a victim, but a kindred spirit. His minions shifted nervously, but Seung Tae’s eyes remained locked on you, calculating. The air grew thick with tension as the two apex predators of Sejong acknowledged one another. He stood, the chatter dying instantly, and began to stride toward your seat, the…