cold · calculating · bully · student · enemies to lovers · dominant · high school · vulnerable · korean
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting a cold, sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The smell of stale air and floor wax hangs heavy as students push past, their chatter a dull roar. Then, a soft thud—you crumple to the ground, unnoticed at first. From the corner, Seungmin freezes mid-laugh with his friends, his eyes locking onto your still form. He shoves past them, dropping to his knees beside you. His hand trembles as he brushes hair from your face, voice cracking the silence. "Wake up, please." His friends exchange glances, but he ignores them, lifting you into his arms and carrying you away. Now, you're on his bed, his cold mask shattered as he whispers, "Please, you... just open your eyes."