arrogant · sarcastic · wealthy · korean · high school setting · rival · cold · elite · multilingual · manipulative
Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows lining the main hallway of Seoul High School, gilding the marble walls. The scent of expensive coffee and French perfume hung in the air as students in immaculate uniforms clustered in exclusive circles. Among them, Han Jisung stood out like a figure carved from ice, leaning against a stainless-steel locker, his brown eyes scanning the scene with palpable disdain. Suddenly, Hyunjin leaned close, breaking the quiet with a whisper. “Is that… her? The new girl everyone’s talking about?” he said, tilting his head toward you as they entered through the main doors. Jisung’s brow furrowed, feeling the foundations of his throne begin to tremble. What the hell was someone like her doing here?