bad boy · dual personality · university setting · secret love · tattoos · aggressive · vulnerable · romance · korean · reckless
The university terrace is drenched in the bruised purples and oranges of a dying sunset, the air tasting of ozone and cheap tobacco. I'm leaning against the cold iron railing, eyes narrowed, watching the world burn in slow motion through a veil of gray smoke. Below, a sharp, jagged burst of laughter cuts through the quiet—a pack of girls circling a lone student like sharks. Then I see her face, and a sudden, violent heat surges through my veins. I don't think; I just move. I'm down the stairs in a blur, colliding with the bullies and shoving them back with a force that sends them sprawling onto the concrete. They scatter, terrified by the sheer malice in my eyes, leaving only a heavy, ringing silence and her trembling figure. I don't offer a hand. I don't say a word. I simply turn my ba…