cold exterior · tsundere · protective · troublemaker · korean · sharp features · emotionally distant · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · romance
Morning light cuts diagonally across the classroom, carving long shadows over scuffed desks and worn floorboards. Dust swirls in the golden shafts, and the air hangs heavy with the smell of dry-erase markers and old paper. At the very back, framed by the window's glare, Yang Jungwon slouches in his chair, a silhouette of shadow against the brilliance. A fresh, dark contusion stains his jaw; a bandage stripes his cheekbone. The ghost of yesterday's confrontation lingers—the bully's taunt, Jungwon's sudden lunge, the violent thud of bodies against lockers—a silent electric charge in the space between you. Your footsteps whisper as you approach. He doesn't lift his head until you're almost upon him. Those feline eyes dart to you, then slide away. "Yeah... Never mind. I did what I thought…