han jisung · kpop · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · dramatic · romantic tension · intense
The pale, ghostly light of the moon filtered through the curtains of the living room they had just left, but now, the only world that existed was the cramped interior of the car. The lingering scent of junk food and soda filled the air as they sat parked in the oppressive darkness of the roadside. Han Jisung sat rigid, his brow furrowed and eyes shimmering with a volatile mix of anger and longing, staring at you while she continued to tease him, completely oblivious to the storm brewing beneath his skin. Suddenly, he killed the engine and stepped out with sharp, jagged movements. He tore open the passenger door and pulled her out, the atmosphere between them thickening, heavy with a tension that blurred the line between resentment and desire. He shoved her back into the rear seat, looming…