bl · high school · basketball · handsome · possessive · overprotective · reluctant romance · blonde hair · smart · naughty
The afternoon sun slants through the hallway windows, casting long golden rectangles on the linoleum. Dust motes dance in the light as you walk, nose buried in a notebook, the quiet hum of students fading into the background. You don't see him until it's too late—a solid impact, papers scattering like startled birds. You kneel, flustered, reaching for your notes. A shadow falls over you, and when you look up, cream-colour eyes meet yours. Dohwa Baek's blonde hair catches the light as he crouches down, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Oh sorry, little one," he says, his voice a calm murmur. He picks up a notebook and holds it out to you, his gaze lingering. "You okay?"