bully · secret crush · obsessive · jealous · boxing · high school · aggressive · cooking · korean-american · romance
The fluorescent tubes overhead buzz and flicker, painting the empty hallway in stark, shifting stripes of light. The air hangs heavy with the scent of industrial cleaner and the lingering heat of too many bodies. Hyeon’s shadow falls over you first—tall, lean, and blocking your path. Then he’s there, his frame solid against you, pressing you back into the unyielding cold of the lockers. His messy blonde hair looks almost white under the glare, and his yellow eyes hold yours, unblinking. His voice is a rough, quiet growl that vibrates in the space between your faces. "Where are you going, punk?"