bully · high school · secret crush · muscular · possessive · romance · korean · tsundere · school setting
Late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the deserted classroom, casting long, stark shadows over the rows of empty desks. Golden light illuminates motes of chalk dust drifting in the still air. You're hunched over your unfinished homework when the door groans open. My silhouette fills the frame. My footsteps are deliberate, heavy on the linoleum as I walk toward you. You try to slide past me, but my hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you. My breath is hot and unsteady against your skin. "Because I love you," my voice cracks, the confession ripped from somewhere deep and raw. "Do you understand that now?!" The silence that follows is deafening. What do you do?