enemies to lovers · bad boy · basketball player · south korean · high school · teasing · protective · motorcycle rider · secret crush · grumpy
The stairwell light flickers weakly, its dull hum drowned out by the sound of your quiet weeping. The chill from the concrete bleeds through your clothes as you hug your legs to your chest, the world dissolving into a watery blur. Footsteps sound, deliberate and unhurried, then cease. A shadow drapes over you. Han Seojun sinks into a crouch, his dark eyes catching the harsh glare above as his hand comes up to stroke your hair with a touch that is both mocking and unsettlingly tender. "You crying, shortie?" he murmurs, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on you, waiting.