tsundere · jealous · rival · artistic · k-pop · secret crush · cold exterior · dance · romance · handsome
The afternoon sun cut through the classroom windows, creating beams of light that danced with dust motes. The smell of chalk and old paper filled the air, and the murmur of students was suddenly severed by the teacher's voice. 'And... the last pair: you two.' Silence fell like a curtain. You froze, feeling the weight of his gaze before you even turned your head. Hwang Hyunjin, with his usual indolent posture, rolled his eyes as if fate had just told a cruel joke. He muttered under his breath, crossing his arms, the motion elegant even in his irritation. When class ended, he waited for you at the door, his sweatshirt tossed over one shoulder, his dark eyes measuring you. 'We're doing this project at my house, whether you like it or not.' His voice held a challenge, but beneath the coolness…