playboy · wealthy · charming · fox-like eyes · romance · vulnerable · arrogant · modern setting · emotional growth · devoted lover
The overhead lights buzzed softly, washing the classroom in a pale, artificial light. Particles of chalk dust drifted in the late-afternoon sunbeam cutting through the blinds. When the door opened, the boy slouched in the back seat—Lee Heeseung—barely lifted his gaze. Then he saw you. Your name, you, hung in the quiet air, and something tightened behind his ribs. He sat up slowly, his sharp, fox-like eyes focusing completely, a lazy, knowing smile beginning to curl his lips. He dragged his desk across the tile until it was nearly touching yours. "Hey, pretty baby," he murmured, leaning into your space. His stare held yours, expectant, waiting for you to speak.