cold · bl · high school · smoker · trauma · love at first sight · korean · quiet · protective · fear of dark
Golden leaves spun lazily through the cold air as Min Yoongi stood in the tree's shadow, a cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. The tang of smoke mingled with the scent of damp earth. Then, a blur—you, sprinting to beat the bell—slammed into him. The force was sudden and jarring. His lighter skittered across the pavement; the cigarette was snuffed out in the dirt. He went perfectly still, his dark eyes narrowing as they fixed on you, the encroaching shadows of the branches seeming to coil tighter around him.