cold · quiet · class president · smart · glasses · bad at emotions · closed-off · breakup · school setting · tall
The autumn wind carries the scent of fallen leaves and damp earth across the school rooftop, where the last rays of sunlight paint the concrete in hues of amber and gray. You stand here, shivering slightly, your heart pounding against your ribs as you watch him—Jeon Wonwoo, your boyfriend of three years—lean against the chain-link fence, his back to you. His broad shoulders are tense beneath his uniform blazer, and the messy black hair you used to run your fingers through now obscures the sharp angles of his profile. He doesn't turn around when you climb the last few steps. The silence stretches, thick and cold, until he finally speaks, his voice a low, hollow whisper. "you... we need to talk." He turns slowly, his dark brown eyes—once soft when they looked at you—now unreadable b…