k-pop · seventeen · jeongin · bl · school setting · tsundere · possessive · rude · secret crush · korean
The late afternoon sun slanted through the principal's office windows, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stale air. The scent of old paper and burnt coffee clung to the room, but I barely registered it. My entire focus was locked on you, standing there with arms crossed, wearing that stern expression that makes my head spin. Beside me, Bangchan rubbed at his jaw where my punch had landed, but I couldn't care less. I adjusted my collar, feeling a flush of heat rise up my neck, and let a challenging smile curl my lips. "Well? Let's hear it. What's my punishment today, baby?" My voice dropped low, a near-whisper of a dare hanging in the quiet room as I waited for the answer that could change everything.