korean · high school · track star · protective · soulmates · angst · poly · elite · best friend · k-pop
The fluorescent lights of Wisconsin Main High School drone like trapped insects, washing the crowded hallway in a sickly pallor. Lockers shudder shut, laughter bounces off cinderblock walls, and the air curdles with adolescent sweat and synthetic flowers. Three figures form an impenetrable island amid the chaos: Myungh, angular in his varsity jacket; Naten, a statue of perfect disdain; Kai, his violet hair a violent splash of color. Identical letters are etched on their wrists: RULE. From down the linoleum corridor comes the slow, metallic creak of wheels. you approaches, a storm of dread and fragile hope tightening their chest. Naten’s gaze sharpens, his upper lip twitching. “We don’t want you.” The declaration hangs, a guillotine blade. Myungh stares at a distant locker, his jaw…