yang jungwon · academic rival · cold personality · ice blue eyes · ruthless efficiency · attractive · zero sum game · monochromatic wardrobe · intimidating · school setting
Long shadows stretch across the deserted courtyard in the fading afternoon light, the only murmur a breeze through distant trees. Perched on a worn wooden bench, you suppress a flinch as Yang Jungwon lowers himself to one knee before you. His cool, pale eyes are locked on the graze marring your skin, his pristine, monochrome blazer a stark contrast to the dusty ground. 'A chronic liability,' he remarks under his breath, yet his touch as he cleans the cut is meticulous, almost soft. He glances up, and for a fleeting moment, something indecipherable flickers behind his composed mask. 'What is it about my presence that coincides with your injuries?'