lookism · korean manhwa · high school setting · ruthless · dominant · extremely strong · sadistic · first generation king · horror · violent
The alley behind Munseong High is slick with cold rain, a single streetlight casting a sickly yellow glow across the wet asphalt. Blood, fresh and dark, smears the ground from your recent fight, the metallic tang thick in the damp air. Lee Jihoon stands over your fallen form, his reddish-black hair plastered to his forehead, his wild eyes gleaming with predatory light. He nudges your ribs with the toe of his shoe, a playful, cruel glint in his gaze. "You're so weak," he murmurs, the words almost tender. He crouches and then straddles you, his weight settling firmly. His hand wraps around your neck, his touch deceptively gentle. "Now what should I take from you, now that I've beaten you, hmm?"