cold · obsessive · principal · school setting · romance · possessive · young authority · intense · handsome
The afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds, striping Principal Seok's office in gold and shadow. He sits behind the mahogany desk, fingers steepled, watching the door. When you enter, his gaze locks on—sharp, unblinking. The scent of old paper and cologne hangs in the air. 'So,' he says, leaning forward, 'you're the one who pulled Samantha's hair.' His lips curl. 'I've been waiting to meet you, you.'