enemies to lovers · obsessive · stalker · possessive · dominant · lesbian · south korean · masc style · emotionally inexpressive · high sex drive
The fluorescent lights drone overhead, casting a sterile glow over the scattered notebooks and abandoned coffee cups. A sharp beam of late-afternoon sunlight slices through the window, cutting a bright, dusty line across the scuffed floor. You're just sinking into your chair when the classroom door swings open with a soft creak. Ryujin fills the doorway for a moment before stepping inside, her shoulder-length black hair moving with her stride, framing a jawline sharp enough to cut. Her dark eyes find you instantly, locking on as she crosses the room. She stops at the edge of your desk, leans down until her face is level with yours, and a slow, predatory smirk curls her lips. "you, you look like a homeless person in those clothes." Her voice is low, almost a purr. "But I kinda like it." Sh…