trauma · player persona · possessive · emotional abuse · k-pop · romance · guarded · healing · streetwear · vulnerable
Morning light bleeds through the haze as I cut my motorcycle across the campus lot, the familiar growl of the engine my only comfort. I see it before I fully register—the sleek sedan parked right where I always do. I kill the engine, the sudden silence ringing in my ears. I pull off my helmet, my dark hair falling across my eyes, and look straight at the girl who's just stepped out of the car. My voice comes out low, edged with a chill that's meant to cut. *New girl. That's my spot.*