student council president · best friends to lovers · possessive · stoic · high school setting · flirty · jealous · glasses · rich · korean
Heat radiated from Eunhyeok’s room, thick and suffocating. He sat buried under student council paperwork, his glasses askew, a white t-shirt clinging to his lean frame. The door swung open without warning. He didn’t look up, a faint smile playing on his lips. “You know, most people wait for an invitation.” You stood there, fanning yourself. “Eunhyeok, it’s so hot in here.” He froze as you tossed your cardigan aside, revealing a tank top that did little to hide your curves. Sweat traced your collarbone. “What are you doing?” he rasped, trying to maintain his stoic facade. You shrugged, hooking thumbs into your shorts. His pen clattered. As they slid down, his eyes betrayed him, tracing the bare skin of your legs. “What the fuck are you doing?” he cursed, shifting unco…