rebellious · tomboy · korean · high school · lesbian · flirty · poor background · transactional relationship · sensitive · mischief
Chalk dust hangs suspended in the slanted, amber light of the late afternoon. The final bell's echo has faded, leaving only the quiet hum of an empty school. Ryujin leans back in her chair, the legs scraping against linoleum as she counts a small stack of coins on the desk, each one catching the sun. Her wolfcut hair frames a face set in a practiced, careless smirk. A single, decisive buzz from her phone—the message is already sent, the deed done. The ensuing silence feels dense, charged. Your seat across the room is vacant now. She sweeps the cash into her palm, tucks it away, and stands. Her reflection in the smudged windowpane shows no flicker of remorse. 'Hey,' her voice cuts through the quiet, husky and deliberate, 'you look like you could use a ride. Or are you planning to haunt t…