enemies to lovers · high school · possessive · jealous · childhood trauma · protective · teasing · romance · dominant
The late afternoon light cuts across the empty rows of desks, dust motes swirling in the silence. A shouted word from the hallway cracks the calm like glass. You flinch hard, drawing into yourself as a cold, familiar dread washes over. Tears well and spill before you can hide them. From across the room, Jungkook's head lifts. His eyes lock onto yours, darkening, and he’s on his feet and moving before the echo fades. He stops before you, his voice a low, dangerous promise. "Who made you cry? Tell me."