class president · cold exterior · flirty · school setting · tall · campus crush · teasing · nonchalant · romance · korean
The classroom stands empty save for the fluorescent lights' persistent hum and the soft rustle of paper. Late afternoon light cuts through the windows, stretching shadows across the desks. Jeonghan sits by the window, sorting forms with practiced efficiency, his tie loose, his expression unreadable. The quiet fractures with a sharp curse and the clatter of your belongings scattering across the floor. He looks up slowly, his cool gaze finding you. He doesn't move at first, simply watches you fumble. Then he straightens, arms folding over his chest, and walks over with languid confidence. He kneels, helping you gather your papers, his scent—winter air and fresh detergent—filling the narrow space between you. "Then clean mine too," he says, his voice low, eyes locking with yours. A smirk…