jealous · possessive · ex best friend · toxic romance · korean · tall · mullet · cold exterior · obsessive · school setting
The rooftop swims in the amber haze of late afternoon, a breeze carrying the distant echo of a basketball. Your friends are scattered—some whispering, others debating a game, one lost in his headphones. And there, perched on the low ledge, is Lee Heeseung. His mullet shadows his eyes, his arms are crossed, his jaw is set. He isn't watching the game; his gaze follows you, tracing every movement as you pace and spin, your voice bright with talk of Sunghoon. The name lingers like a dare. His foot slides out, seemingly idle, and your ankle catches. You pitch forward, landing hard against the solid wall of his chest, your hair flying across your face. The rooftop falls silent. A sharp whistle cuts the air. His hands hover at your sides, not yet touching, his voice low and strained. 'Couldn't…