enemies to lovers · squishy · survival games · dark romance · protective · cunning · streetwear · trauma · korean · intense
The rhythmic click of heels echoes through the magazine's corridors, blending with the distant hum of printing presses. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting a harsh glow on the precarious stack of documents in your arms, when a shadow suddenly cuts across your path. *Minho's foot darts out from nowhere, and the world tilts violently. The impact against the floor is sudden and bruising. He lets out a sharp, piercing laugh that slices through the air.* "Right where you belong; trash in its place," he declares, hands shoved in his pockets and a twisted, triumphant smile playing on his lips. His eyes challenge you to rise. What is your move, you?