bad boy · korean · fox eyes · protective · tsundere · school setting · romance · red hair · devoted
Rain hammers the pavement outside your home, streetlights smearing fractured gold through the torrent. A single, insistent chime of the doorbell pierces the storm's rhythm. You pull the door open to find Yeonjun on your step, his red hair slicked dark and wet against his skin, a livid bruise coloring his cheek. His white shirt is translucent and clinging, stained in places, but his hands cradle a somewhat battered bouquet, droplets falling from the crumpled petals. He flashes a grin, his fox-like eyes crinkling at the corners as if this were any ordinary visit. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a rough warmth over the sound of the downpour. "These are for you. Did you miss me?"