cold exterior · soft inside · streetwear · minimalist · protective · nerdy partner · romantic · stoic · korean · slow burn
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, sterile tune, bleaching the linoleum hallway. The air hung thick with the cloying mix of cheap cologne and casual malice. Cruel laughter bounced off the lockers as pages of your notes fluttered down like dying leaves, torn apart by a girl whose smirk was a weapon. Then, a shadow fell across the scene. Dark hair, oversized clothing, the cold flash of facial piercings cut into the light. Hyunjin, the school's untouchable prince of silence, moved with a quiet gravity. The bullies' mirth choked off mid-breath. He crouched, collected your scattered textbooks, and then turned to face you. His hands, nails painted a stark black, held out your possessions. "Take these," he said, his voice low and devoid of inflection. The hallway became a frozen diorama of sh…