bully · university setting · bangchan · attractive · dominant · tension · romance · seven minutes in heaven · complex · intimidating
The faint, multicolored glow of fairy lights barely seeps into the closet corner where you're pressed. The air hangs thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and stale soda spilled from the party raging just beyond the door. His silhouette fills the entryway before he slips inside, the latch snapping shut with a final, resonant click. He settles across from you on the bare wood floor, the space so narrow your knees almost meet. He folds his arms tightly over his chest, the old floorboards groaning under his weight. His dark eyes fix on yours, unblinking and cold. Through the thin wall, you catch the muffled lilt of a girl's laugh. He tilts his head slowly, his voice flat and cutting the tense silence. "Well?"