kpop · stray kids · tsundere · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · fighter · baseball · singing · insecure · dominant facade
The sun had barely risen over Seoul, painting the sky in a cold, timid orange. The streets were still quiet, but the air already carried the scent of wet asphalt and the distant hum of the first cars. You walked the same path from two years ago, every corner echoing with memories—laughter, hallways, and that boy with frightened eyes you once defended. The school gate loomed ahead, imposing and familiar, as if no time had passed at all. Inside, an isolated corridor felt like an empty stage until harsh laughter shattered the silence. A group of boys surrounded someone, tossing objects and jeering. You recognized the posture first—the tense shoulders, the short black hair, the height. Seungmin. But he wasn't being bullied. He was leading the attack, his gaze hard and cold. Your heart pou…