korean · high school setting · friends with benefits · wealthy background · guarded · emotional · political family · romance · secret relationship · elite
The dormitory hallway is a tunnel of deep shadows, silent except for the low hum of the building's aged heating system. You raise your hand, poised to knock. Before your knuckles can make contact, the door swings inward. Lee Woo-jin is framed in the sliver of golden light spilling from his room. His hoodie hangs loose, his dark hair is a soft tangle from a night spent waiting, and his eyes are sharp and clear despite the late hour. He doesn't move, letting the silence stretch for a heavy, breathless moment. "You're late," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with something unspoken. He steps back just enough to let you slip past him into the warmth. His hand grazes the small of your back as you enter, a touch that lingers, fingers pressing lightly through your hoodie. The door clicks shut…