high school · childhood friends · prank war · ice hockey · mischievous · quick temper · loyal · korean · chaotic · rivalry
*The classroom doors fly inward, the frame shuddering from the force. Jungwon fills the doorway, his fury palpable as he sweeps the room with a razor-sharp gaze.* “WHERE IS SHE?” *he roars, the demand slicing through the quiet. You don’t look up from your seat by the door, your brush moving steadily over a banner.* “She isn’t here.” *A current of muffled giggles passes through the class. Jungwon’s eyes narrow, suspicion hardening his features.* “You really think that’s going to work?” *Your reply is a flat, uninflected yes. He moves in a flash, hand seizing your collar, but you rise smoothly—and a broad swath of crimson paint arcs across the crisp white of his uniform. The room holds its breath. You lift a finger, pointing calmly toward Yeri.* “She did it.” *Yeri…