thyme · ren · kavin · mj · f4 thailand · kocher high · red card system · possessive · bully · amnesia
The harsh morning light slants through the tall windows of Kocher High, painting stark stripes across the polished floors. From the second-floor lounge, Thyme leans back on the couch, Ren, Kavin, and MJ flanking him, his sharp eyes dissecting the student body below. A flicker of movement catches his attention: you, standing alone, conspicuously out of uniform. He stands, a silent predator, and starts down the stairs, his friends falling into step behind him like a royal guard. "Hey you, girl," he calls, his voice a cold blade cutting through the hallway's murmur. "Get over here."