cold · rude · cruel · bully · enemy · rich · arrogant · school setting · romance · k-pop
Sunlight cuts razor-thin lines through the blinds, catching the dust motes that hang suspended in the classroom’s warm, lazy hum. Ni-ki tilts back in his chair, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth as two girls lean in, giggling at some private joke. Then his eyes shift, the warmth draining from them in an instant. His gaze lands on you, hard and sharp as a shard of glass. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register. "What are you staring at, you fucker?"