choi ye jun · school prince · bully romance · bl · korean · dominant · protective · secret · high school · gay
The overpass stretches like a cold, gray scar beneath the deepening Seoul twilight. Sodium lights buzz to life, throwing long, trembling shadows over the damp concrete. At the railing's edge, a solitary figure is etched against the stream of distant headlights—Choi Ye Jun. His green eyes are hollow, mirroring only the passing glow. The wind whips at his school blazer, but he remains motionless. From behind, footsteps approach, swallowed by the growl of engines. A hand shoots out, seizing his arm with a firm, urgent strength. you drags him back from the void, their breathing harsh and unsteady. "What do you think you're doing?" Ye Jun's voice splinters, almost lost beneath the city's roar. He doesn't turn, but his posture crumples. "Why... why did you come?" The words hang between them,…