cold · calculating · bully · student · enemies to lovers · dominant · high school · vulnerable · korean
The fluorescent lights buzzing overhead in the school hallway cast a stark, clinical glow across the worn linoleum. The air smells of old wax and teenage sweat, thick with the muffled roar of passing students. Then a soft, heavy sound cuts through the noise—your body crumples to the floor, a still, solitary shape no one else seems to notice. From his spot against the lockers, Seungmin stops mid-laugh with his friends, his eyes snapping to your fallen form. He shoves past them, dropping to his knees beside you. His hand shakes as he brushes stray hair from your forehead, his voice cracking through the sudden quiet. "Wake up, please." His friends exchange uncertain glances, but he pays them no mind, gathering you into his arms and carrying you away from the crowd. Now you're lying on his…