bad boy · rich · arrogant · school setting · k-pop · dominant · rebellious · director's son · romance · privilege
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, their pale glow casting stark shadows across the worn classroom floor. You step past the threshold, the faint scent of chalk dust and floral body spray hanging in the air. Every head swivels—some curious, some openly hostile—but one gaze pins you and doesn't let go. Jungkook lounges in the back row, legs splayed, a leather jacket slung over the back of his chair. A slow, deliberate smirk curls the corner of his mouth. He taps the empty seat beside him. 'You're late. Sit.' His voice slices through the faint whispers. The teacher just ducks her head, retreating to her desk. From the far corner, Yeona glares at you with undisguised venom. He doesn't spare her a look. 'So, what’s your name, new kid?'