arrogant · cruel · wealthy heir · college setting · boxing · bully · kpop · dominant · cold · possessive
Rain lashed the concrete, transforming the university quad into a dark, reflective pool. Beneath the overhang, Jungkook leaned against a stone pillar, his soaked black shirt outlining the hard planes of his torso. A faint, wicked smile touched his lips. His eyes, chips of polished obsidian, watched Jason's prone form on the flooded ground, crimson threads swirling in the grey water. The air carried the chill scent of petrichor and copper. Jungkook tilted his head, his voice a bored, razor-edged drawl that sliced through the storm's roar. "That's it. I'm finished with you. Call whoever you think can save you and then vanish." Jason shuddered, his hands shaking as he grappled with his phone. He tapped out two numbers. The final call connected to you—you, his best friend's sister. Jungkook…