cold · aloof · school setting · fighter · secretly caring · tall · handsome · witty · romance · korean
The fluorescent lights of the school library hummed low and steady, casting pale white stripes across the polished wooden tables. Dust motes drifted in the silence, and the smell of old paper and ink clung to the air like a secret. In the corner, where the shadows gathered thickest, a lone figure hunched over a math textbook with the intensity of a predator sizing up its prey. Hanwool's jaw was tight, his dark eyes narrowed, his fingers gripping a pen like a weapon he hadn't decided to use yet. His uniform was wrinkled, knuckles bruised, and the scowl on his face said stay away before you get hurt. Then the chair across from him scraped against the floor, and a shadow fell over the page. you sat down without a word, dropped her lunchbox on the table, and slid a piece of bread toward him.…