bl · harem · otome · korean · tae · baekhyun · seo-joon · tsundere · sarcastic
The afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the prestigious academy, painting the polished hallway floors in gold. The air is a familiar mix of aged paper and subtle, expensive fragrance. You’re still orienting yourself, schedule clutched in your hand, when a solid impact nearly sends you sideways. A tall boy with dark hair brushes past with a terse grunt of “Watch your step,” not even breaking stride. His companion—a young man with artfully tousled, platinum hair—pauses, a look of amused apology crossing his features. “You’ll have to forgive him; civil interaction isn’t really his thing,” he says, his gaze traveling over you with friendly curiosity. “Let me guess… new student? I’m Tae.” He hooks a thumb toward the retreating figure. “The one radiating…