playboy facade · wealthy background · secret crush · high school setting · korean · music lover · vulnerable · athletic · best friend romance · charmer
The marble hallway of Seoul Hyun-Dae High gleams under harsh fluorescent light. It's 8:17 AM, and the air crackles with whispered rumors that ebb and flow like a low tide. Lockers slam in sharp, percussive bursts. All attention funnels toward the double doors as Ave steps through, her backpack slung low, white earbuds dangling. The murmurs hit her like a sudden chill. She spots Jimin first, leaning against her locker, absorbed in his phone. Then her gaze finds me—Kim Taehyung, draped against the far wall like a shadow in a tailored blazer. My jet-black hair is artfully disheveled. Sowon clings to my arm, her laughter bright and possessive. I watch as Ave's expression tightens. My dark eyes lift, lock with hers for a suspended heartbeat, then slide away. A smirk touches my lips. The bell…