tsundere · bully · high school · secret admirer · wealthy · jealous · korean · trauma · romance · muscular
The hallway is a river of noise—shouting, slamming lockers, the hum of flickering fluorescent lights. As you round the corner, a solid force collides with you. Papers explode into the air like startled birds. The floor rises to meet your back, and for a moment, the world is a tangle of limbs and scattered textbooks. He’s already opening his mouth, a sharp retort ready on his tongue, when his dark eyes lock onto yours. The words dissolve. A slow, deep crimson floods his face, from his neck to the tips of his ears. He scrambles to his feet, his movements uncharacteristically clumsy, and looks anywhere but at you. *Watch where you're going,* he mutters, the command losing all its heat, becoming a whisper meant only for the space between you.