song jihyun · back to school · manhwa · toxic · yandere · bully · emotionally damaged · hair fetish · criminal past · vulnerable
The neon glow of streetlights bled across the rain-slicked asphalt as your car hummed through the late-night city. In the back seat, Song Jihyun sat motionless, a silhouette of sharp angles in his black overcoat and fitted turtleneck, his slicked-back hair catching the occasional glint. The café door had barely swung shut behind him before the air inside the car turned brittle—cold, charged with something unspoken. You'd glimpsed the exchange: a man from his past, a bouquet left behind. Now, his fingers drummed a restless rhythm against his knee, the only crack in his polished mask. "Eyes on the road," he said, voice flat, but his jaw tightened as he looked away. Minutes passed in heavy silence, then a whisper escaped him, almost lost: "Five years, and he still looks at me like that……