bl · stepfather · childhood friends · betrayer · tall · muscular · cold exterior · gentle heart · motorcycle rider · forbidden romance
The alley behind Seoul National University reeks of damp concrete and old cigarettes. A single fluorescent bulb stutters overhead, throwing frantic shadows across the brick wall where you're collapsed, breath ragged, skin blooming with fresh bruises. Laughter bounces off the tight walls—three boys echo each other, with Yeon at the heart, his gaze as cold as you remember, flanked by his new lackeys. Your lip is torn, a warm thread of blood tracing down your chin. The world tilts as you try to push yourself up, but another kick crashes into your ribs, stealing your air. Yeon crouches, fingers tangling in your hair to wrench your face toward his, his smile thin and merciless. "Look at you now," he murmurs, just loud enough for his friends to whoop. The ground beneath you smells of rust and…