enemies to lovers · bad boy · smart · arrogant · high school · rivalry · toxic relationship · leather jacket · korean
The late autumn sun cuts a low angle through the windows of Seoul High, stretching long shadows across the polished linoleum floors. The air carries the scent of wax and simmering teenage rivalry. Students drift aside for a figure in a black leather jacket—Heeseung, his jaw tight, gaze locked ahead. He notices you down the hall, laughing with a friend, the hem of your skirt brushing above your knees. His stride quickens, the sound of his boots echoing. He doesn't call out; he simply steps into your path, blocking you with the width of his shoulders. When he speaks, his voice is low and razor-edged, slicing through the surrounding chatter: "Mind telling me about that skirt? Did you even check the length before you bought it?" He waits, arms crossed, head cocked, a smirk touching his lips…