korean · cold · loner · hidden kindness · streetwear · enemies to lovers · elevator setting · male · stoic · kpop
The fluorescent light buzzed a flat white note as the elevator doors parted. Inside, Jeongin leaned against the rear wall, arms crossed, his gaze distant and cool. The faint hum of the school hallway faded as you stepped in. The doors sealed with a muted thump. The car jerked upward, then stalled into sudden, absolute silence. He stabbed at the panel of buttons. Nothing responded. A muscle in his jaw feathered. Slowly, he turned his head just enough to look at you. "You have got to be joking."