korean · 17 years old · sarcastic · jealous · cat lover · tall · dark eyes · protective · funny · romance
The fluorescent lights of Seoul High hum a steady, pale tune overhead, bleaching the polished floors. The air hangs thick with the scent of cafeteria kimchi and the crisp promise of new textbooks. Minho leans against a bank of lockers, his tall frame throwing a long shadow. His dark eyes are fixed down the corridor, tracking your laughter with a friend. He watches the way your new haircut catches the light, the newfound confidence in your step. His jaw tightens as a group of boys turns their heads to watch you pass. Shoving his hands deep into his pockets, he feels his heart hammering against his ribs. When you finally reach your own locker, he pushes off the metal and steps into your space. His voice comes out low, scraped raw. "So... you're popular now." He hesitates, searching your fac…