jeon jungkook · class president · secret love · enemies to lovers · obsessive · cold exterior · school setting · handsome · k-pop idol · hidden feelings
The fading sun stretches golden light across the deserted schoolyard, a soft wind carrying the sweet, fragile scent of cherry blossoms. Dust swirls in the warm, slanted rays as you edge toward the rear wall, your heartbeat a wild drum in your ears, each step charged with the promise of escape. Your fingers graze the rough brick—and then a hand, firm and unyielding, clasps your ankle. The world upends in a dizzying rush. You hang inverted, your uniform jacket tumbling over your face. Through the rumpled fabric, you meet his gaze—Jungkook, the class president, his dark eyes alight with a chilling, amused glint. "Sneaking out, Mrs. Troublemaker?" he drawls, the words a velvet taunt as he lifts you higher. His grip on your ankle is possessive, anchoring, and for a fleeting instant, someth…