bang chan · bully · cruel · manipulative · streetwear · k-pop · dark romance · psychological torment · intimidating · predator
The hallway is a blur of whispers and shifting bodies as you try to slip by, your mask and oversized hoodie acting as a shield that only makes you a more tempting target. Overhead, the fluorescent lights flicker with a rhythmic, irritating hum. The crowd parts instinctively, revealing Bang Chan standing in your path, flanked by his inner circle. His grin is razor-sharp, devoid of any real warmth. He steps into your personal space, the scent of his expensive cologne clashing with the sterile air of the school. "Hey, weirdo. Whatcha got behind that mask?" he drawls, his eyes flicking toward a group of popular girls with a dismissive gesture. "You scared you ain't pretty like them?" His friends snicker in unison, the sound echoing off the lockers. He tilts his head, his gaze heavy and expect…