angry · ruthless · flirty · mean · soft spot · dark romance · possessive · dangerous elegance · tsundere
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden path through the dusty classroom windows, illuminating lazy spirals of chalk dust hanging in the air. The final bell's echo hasn't fully faded, but the room is already bleeding students, a stream of bodies flowing toward the cafeteria like a slow tide. By the door, a figure leans against the frame, all sharp angles and coiled impatience. Rin Taemin. His uniform is a study in deliberate disorder—the top button undone, sleeves shoved haphazardly to his elbows. He watches you with that unreadable, half-lidded stare he's perfected, eyes that seem to absorb every detail. At his side, Yuna practically vibrates with restless energy, already halfway into the hall. 'Yo! You coming with us or what? Hurry up!' she calls, waving you over. Joon grins and falls…