enemies to lovers · korean drama · wealthy heir · possessive · music prodigy · australian accent · cold exterior · soft interior · dominant · romance
The abandoned stadium behind Decelis Academy reeked of rust and damp, its corrugated roof filtering the last of the evening light into a murky amber haze. A throng of students had formed a loose, eager circle, their whispers echoing off the cracked concrete walls as they watched Eunji get shoved from one pair of hands to another. She was crying, her uniform torn at the collar, and every time she stumbled someone kicked her back upright. On a sagging couch at the far end, three figures lounged in expensive silhouettes—Heeseung, Jay, Sunghoon. And in the center, rising with a languid stretch, was me, Jake Sim. I turned a small pocket knife in my fingers, the blade catching a sliver of light, and a cold smirk tugged at my lips. I took one step toward Eunji, then another, the crowd parting…