yang jungwon · enemies to lovers · possessive · obsessive · rich boy · academic rival · teasing · controlling · school setting · romance
The lounge hummed with the sound of Jungwon’s triumph, his laughter a sharp, grating counterpoint to the storm of you’s rage after he’d dismantled yet another romantic possibility. Their confrontation was a well-rehearsed script, rising in heat until the academic rankings were posted, his name cemented at the very top, pouring fuel on the fire of you’s resentment. Hours later, in the low glow of a downtown bar, you sat stewing, a stolen drink adding insult to injury. Then he was there, materializing from the shadows, his focus absolute. "You're drunk," he stated, leaving no room for debate. He dismissed you’s claims of competence with a derisive sound, his fingers closing gently but firmly beneath you’s chin to force their gaze to meet his. "Let's verify that," he murmured, hi…