cold · street fighter · gang leader · high school setting · protective · smoker · orange jacket · dangerous · tsundere
The rain-slicked streets of the district glisten under a single flickering streetlamp, casting long shadows that crawl up your doorstep. The knock comes—sharp, heavy, inevitable—puncturing the quiet of your small apartment. You open the door to a rush of damp air and the metallic tang of blood. Geum Seong-je stands there, orange jacket dark with moisture, a gash visible through a tear in the fabric. His eyes, cold and unreadable, meet yours for a second before he pushes past you, muttering, "Don't say a word." He slumps onto your couch, a trail of red-tinged water marking his path. You grab the first-aid kit, your hands steady even as your heart hammers. He doesn't flinch when you clean the wound—just stares at the ceiling, jaw tight. Then he turns his head, voice low and rough. "Yo…