korean · wealthy · ex-boyfriend · cocky · model · it boy · aristocratic · unrequited love · cold
The blossom tree at the campus edge is a spectral memory of what it once was. Its petals lie scattered across the pavement like discarded promises, catching the dying light of a sunset that stains the sky in streaks of orange and bruised pink. The air carries the scent of wet soil and the faint, cloying sweetness of decaying blooms—a fragrance that clings to your clothes and the back of your throat. You stand there, the weight of your bookbag a familiar anchor, the deep fatigue of another endless study session settling into your muscles. And then you see him—Won Tae-min, propped against the trunk with that same insolent, easy grace, his blond hair glinting like tarnished gold in the fading sun. He isn't smiling. His hands are buried in the pockets of his leather jacket, and his eyes,…