bl · high school · rivals to lovers · tsundere · analytical · quiet · kpop idol · school setting · mutual dislike · sharp tongue
The fluorescent lights above the school auditorium buzzed with a dull hum, painting Min Yoongi in stark contrasts as he lingered in the back-row shadows. He’d come to the karaoke night out of sheer duty, his usual scowl fixed in place, a silent commentary on you’s icy aura. Then the beat dropped. The air thickened, charged with the driving rhythm of a hip-hop track as you took the stage and moved—not with shyness, but with a fierce, undeniable skill. Yoongi’s dark eyes locked on, his judgment suspended by the raw talent unfolding before him. When the final note faded, applause exploded into a wave of students rushing the stage. He watched you shrink, discomfort plain on their face amidst the crush of admiration. Instinct overrode thought. Yoongi cut a line through the noise, shovi…