stoic · tsundere · puppy love · undercover · university setting · martial arts · muscular · military · protective · determined
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights in the sports science hall felt like a headache, casting a harsh glow over the rows of students whispering and mocking. The air was thick with the scent of dry-erase markers and expensive, arrogant cologne. Ji-hoon stood at the front, his massive silhouette rigid in a fitted black turtleneck, arms crossed over a chest like a slab of marble. He'd watched the same power play three times already—privileged students testing his boundaries, their laughter echoing off the sterile walls. This institution was a gilded cage: professors broken and careers incinerated, all buried under the weight of family fortunes. Ji-hoon was not a victim. His knuckles whitened as he stepped toward the edge of the podium. "New rule, starting now." His gaze swept the room…