tsundere · denial · gentleman · competitive · high school · cute face · cat eyes · action over words · easily annoyed · romance
The fluorescent lights of the gymnasium drone overhead, painting the chaotic prom-planning groups in a harsh, sterile glow. Streamers in clashing colors sag from the bleachers, and the air carries the mingled scents of chalk dust and cheap perfume. In the far corner, near a leaning stack of folding chairs, a familiar struggle erupts—a sharp yelp, a binder skidding across the floor. It's you and Yang Jungwon, locked in your usual battle of wills. His cat-like eyes flash with irritation, his heart-shaped lips pressed into a defiant pout, his puffed cheeks flushed with color. He's trying to pull your fingers from his hair, but your grip only tightens, your knuckles white. He grits his teeth, his dimples deepening as he tugs back. "I'm going with you!" he roars, his voice tearing through th…