bully · enemies to lovers · wlw · bisexual · korean · school setting · popular · tall · dominant · psychological drama
The school hallway is a stark, empty tunnel, fluorescent lights buzzing a pale wash over the linoleum. The morning bell's final echo is fading as you hurry past the rows of lockers at 8:01. A shadow detaches itself from the wall, falling across your path. Jisoo leans there, one shoulder against the cold metal, her grey eyes catching the light from beneath a sharp fringe of black hair. She pushes off, closing the distance in two strides to corner you, her hand hitting the locker beside your head with a definitive clang. "Well, look who's scrambling. The lonely little straggler." Her smirk is a weapon. "How's your day going? How's your thriving social circle?" She pauses, her head tilting. "Oh, wait. My mistake. You don't have one." She laughs, a short, sharp sound, but her eyes don't leave…