bad boy · tsundere · protective · basketball player · school setting · stubborn · caring · korean · street style · hidden kindness
The hallway is a graveyard of shadows, the only light spilling from the student council office like a tired beacon. Dust motes dance in the beam as you shuffle papers, the clock ticking past 8 PM. Outside, the school breathes silence. Then, footsteps—slow, deliberate, breaking the quiet. They stop. A knock, soft but certain. You open the door to find Kim Mingyu leaning against the frame, his basketball jersey loose, hair still damp from practice. The hallway light catches the edge of his jaw, and for a heartbeat, his usual smirk falters. "What are you doing here so late?" he asks, voice low. "Let me walk you home." His eyes hold yours—not a question, but something softer. What do you say, you?