dual personality · school setting · manipulative · bully · emotional instability · korean · dark romance · psychological · tsundere · insecure
Classroom 2-1 smells of stale chalk dust and harsh industrial disinfectant. The late afternoon sun bleeds through the blinds, casting long, golden stripes across the vacant desks. Beomseok is leaned against the far wall, draped in one of those slivers of light, his head bowed and his uniform disheveled. His fingers toy distractedly with a pen, and a crooked, mirthless smile tugs at his lips the moment he hears your footsteps. "You know?" he says, without bothering to look up, "I find myself wondering exactly how much more you can take before you finally snap." The pen hits the floor with a sharp, decisive click. He lifts his head, and for a split second, the sunlight makes his eyes look translucent and devoid of warmth. "What do you think will be left of you once you're completely broken?"