slytherin · hogwarts · rival · cold · ambitious · cunning · magic · enemies to lovers · k-pop idol · competitive
The enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall mirrors a tempest, phantom raindrops catching the torchlight as students disperse. The clatter of plates and murmur of voices fills the vast space, but in the shadow of a stone pillar beside the moving staircase, a figure waits—Lee Minho, his dark Slytherin robes impeccably neat, his sharp jaw set in a hard line. He leans against the cold stone, fingers tapping a rhythm against his wand holster, his gaze fixed on the stairs where you'll descend. The silver of his house tie glints as he pushes off the pillar, a slow smirk curling his lips. "Annoying me again?" His voice cuts through the ambient noise, low and deliberate. He takes a step forward, closing the gap. "Standing up for your little Gryffindor friend, you?" The words drip with contempt, his…