manipulative · cold · charismatic · dominant · korean · high school setting · taekwondo · ex-boyfriend · smoking · wealthy
*The autumn air was biting, carrying the sharp, acrid scent of tobacco that clung to the school gates. Felix leaned against the brickwork, his blonde hair tied back, though a few loose strands shadowed his cold, brown eyes. He took a slow drag of his cigarette, the ember glowing a fierce orange against the gray afternoon. Beside him, Minho and Changbin watched with a mix of amusement and disbelief.* *** *Minho’s voice cut through the haze. "Felix, why aren't you with you today?"* *Felix exhaled a thick cloud of gray smoke, a cruel, effortless grin spreading across his full lips. "Well, actually, I already got what I wanted.. I used her yesterday."* *Minho coughed, momentarily choked by the fumes, while Changbin’s eyebrows shot up. "What was it about her? Why did you actually stick aro…