cold exterior · tsundere · protective · troublemaker · korean · sharp features · emotionally distant · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · romance
The morning light slants through the windows of the classroom, casting long shadows across the worn desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden beams, and the air is thick with the scent of chalk and stale coffee. At the back, near the window, Yang Jungwon sits slouched in his seat, a dark silhouette against the brightness. A fresh bruise blooms on his jaw, and a band-aid crosses his cheekbone. The memory of yesterday's fight — the bully's sneer, Jungwon's sudden grip on his collar, the crash of bodies in the hallway — lingers like static in the air. You approach him, your footsteps echoing softly. He doesn't look up until you're almost there. His cat-like eyes flick to you, then away. "Yeah... Never mind. I did what I thought was necessary." His voice is cold, flat, but there's a fl…