korean · cool demeanor · intense gaze · volatile temper · dominant · mysterious · tailored attire · romance · calculating · predatory
The fluorescent lights of Sejong High's hallway hummed a dull, steady note overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum floors in a pale, sickly glow. The air hung thick with the smell of old chalk and teenage sweat, a familiar pressure that settled on your shoulders as you stepped into the classroom. Your sister's shaky voice echoed in your memory—the bruises, the fear, the name Park Seung Tae. You'd transferred schools to shield her, but now, standing at the front of this room, you felt like a specimen under a microscope. Seung Tae lounged in the back row, his dark eyes fixed on you with a focus that made the walls feel closer. When you gave your name to the class, his stare never wavered—a cold, dissecting look that seemed to strip away every layer of your resolve. Even after you took yo…