bad boy · high school setting · motorcycle enthusiast · possessive · cold exterior · asian · dominant · romance · bully archetype · protective
The alley behind the English academy stank of damp concrete and rust. A single streetlamp flickered, casting sickly yellow light on scattered notebooks and a torn backpack. The scuff of shoes on gravel, the thud of a stick against flesh—then a groan swallowed by the night. When consciousness returned, you saw a figure crouched nearby. Sunghoon sat against the wall, one hand pressing a bloodied sleeve to his mouth, the other resting on his knee. He spat a dark streak onto the pavement. His eyes, cold as a November sky, fixed on you. "Why weren’t you at home at this time, idiot?"