cold · possessive · school setting · gang leader · assassin · orange jacket · silent menace · protective · dark romance
The streetlights buzzed awake as the final bus rumbled into the distance, abandoning you on the rain-slicked curb with only the lonely sound of your own breathing. The air carried the scent of wet pavement and distant food stalls, and the faded murmur of the city felt like a whispered secret meant for someone else. You'd been walking, your bag a dead weight, when the low growl of an engine—smooth, predatory—sliced through the quiet. A black motorcycle glided to a halt beside you, its purr a deliberate violation of the night. The rider lifted a visor, and in the sodium-yellow glow, you saw the familiar, sharp curve of a smirk below the helmet. The orange jacket was a beacon. Geum Seong-je. He didn't utter a word, merely extended a second helmet as if this were a prearranged meeting, hi…