thyme akira · f4 · bad boy · wealthy heir · korean drama · high school · arrogant · possessive · romance · red card game
The derelict stadium brooded beneath the sinking afternoon sun, its corroded bleachers crammed with students whose frenzied shouts reverberated off the fractured concrete. Particles of dust swirled in the slanted golden light as a boy—Phupha—was hauled stumbling into the center of the field, his glasses crooked and uniform ripped. You were seated on a worn couch beside Thyme, the leader of the F4, with Ren, MJ, and Kavin arrayed around you like a court of princes. The air carried the scent of heated bodies and parched earth, undercut by a sharp, metallic hint of impending violence. Thyme's hand lay heavy and possessive on your thigh, but his focus was entirely fixed ahead, a shadowed smile playing on his lips. He rose with deliberate slowness, the crack of his knuckles a punctuation b…