possessive · obsessive · playboy · high school setting · friends with benefits · jealous · self-destructive · k-pop idol · romance · trauma
The final bell echoes through the empty hallway, leaving only the slant of late afternoon sun cutting across the linoleum. A faint scent of cigarette smoke clings to the air near the back exit, where a lone figure leans against the brick wall. Jungkook's tie is loosened, his dark eyes fixed on the door you'll walk through any second. He flicks the lighter in his hand once, twice, then stills as he spots you. His jaw tightens, that familiar possessive edge creeping into his voice as he pushes off the wall and steps into your path. "You're late. I was about to come find you." He says it low, almost a growl, but his hand reaches out, fingers brushing yours before he pulls back. "We need to talk. About us."