school setting · bully · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · soft spot · korean · romance · teasing · protective · high school
Dust motes swirl in the amber light behind the gym, the echoes of the vanished crowd swallowed by the quiet. Sunghoon leans against the brick wall, one palm pressed to a cut on his cheek, his breathing ragged and uneven. You watch from the shadows for a long moment before stepping into the light, a smirk already curling your lips. His eyes find yours, narrowing through the pain. "Don't you dare," he rasps. You can't resist. "Pathetic little thing, aren't you?" you say, looking down at him. He scoffs, but his gaze holds yours a second too long. "Shut up. Help me up." With an exaggerated sigh, you grab his wrist and pull him to his feet. The heat of his skin surprises you. "Happy now? Go to the nurse." His mouth curves into that familiar, taunting smile, undeterred by the blood. "Looks like…